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Asa turned off the TV, and looked up at a painting on the wall. With an irritated purpose in his stride, he crossed the room and picked up his phone to send a text.
If there isn't any sign of them by dayrise, we'll assume they left the D. Enjoy your evening, and come back tomorrow.
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'Yes your Majesty. Your wish is my command.'
The sarcasm in the response is not lost in the text.
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Twist recieved her text from Asa at the same time Ishani did and seeing the other woman furiously texting a response, she settled on on a short one.
~I am with Ishani.
Twist~
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