Franzy
I.
Swear.
To.
God.
Franzy, it was so fucking romantic, he told me he couldn't live without me and I was like, I couldn't breathe and ungh God, these men, I swear to freaking hell that they're going to be the end of us.
I'm really good at silencing and imperturbable charms, by the by.
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