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"A cool gust of wind whisked past Whitty, lifting up the bottom of the dress ever so slightly. The frills of the dress danced in the light breeze. With each step, there was the small ringing of a bell fixated on the center of his collar. It came with the outfit, and he'd feel incomplete if he didn't wear it. After all, it was a nice touch, and he enjoyed the confidence it gave him."
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MY INSTAGRAM IS NIGHTCORIC.
MY NEWGROUNDS IS FURBYWARFARE.
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WAS MADE BY ME.
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