[Harriet turns quickly toward the sound, and narrows her eyes. She can spot some spiky hair behind a tree - it doesn't look exactly like she remembered, but it's unmistakable. He was inside her head - her monsters know exactly who he is, and they're sending those warning signals directly into her soul. It's him...]
Malik...
[Although they know him, the monsters are more tense than they've ever been. To fairies like Tenderness and Happy Lover, his presence is offensive to their very being. She can feel her skin crawl... but she tosses a hand and scoffs, attempting to making light of the situation.]
Your voice changed again?! How many fucking personalities do you have?
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Malik...
[Although they know him, the monsters are more tense than they've ever been. To fairies like Tenderness and Happy Lover, his presence is offensive to their very being. She can feel her skin crawl... but she tosses a hand and scoffs, attempting to making light of the situation.]
Your voice changed again?! How many fucking personalities do you have?