"He must have lost all sense temporarily," Iris confided, tucking her PHS away. "First, he knows me. I'm minioning for him right now. Second, he wants a report but he gave us permission to text it to him."
Tseng was never going to make that mistake again.
"And he's never met me as a four year old yet. Poor, deprived man."
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Re: Nibelheim, Gaia, Thursday Morning
Date: 2019-04-11 01:19 am (UTC)Tseng was never going to make that mistake again.
"And he's never met me as a four year old yet. Poor, deprived man."