part three to the smol adventures of a painter; a princess; and a marshmallow
The three females were all soon transferred to a small dark room. They couldn't see anything but each other. And upon seeing each other they frowned.
They disliked each other.
And they would have spoken but suddenly a man had appeared before them. He towered over the three, making them clutch a certain part of their body. The painter clutched the side of her neck. The princess held her forearm. And the merchant grabbed her side.
Oh dang an update...
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I have no idea what the hell this is.