[Laura is on her way home from the bakery, a doughnut in her purse.
she feels something tugging at it and turns around, ready to chew out whoever's trying to steal from her. but she draws herself up short when she sees that facial tattoo. she'd know that anywhere]
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she feels something tugging at it and turns around, ready to chew out whoever's trying to steal from her. but she draws herself up short when she sees that facial tattoo. she'd know that anywhere]
...Aren?