[ She was about to say something in regards to Iris throwing the apple, but then she went ahead and said the next thing. She looks down at the half-bitten apple that she ate, looks back at Iris, and then looks down at the apple again. It no longer has a face or anything on the surface that moves.
... ]
It kissed you.
... It doesn't even have lips. [ She makes a face. ]
no subject
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It kissed you.
... It doesn't even have lips. [ She makes a face. ]