Oh come on mi corazón, you can’t come back from an eight year voyage and expect me to believe they’ve gotten rid of the sassy royal I so dearly loved. I know you’re still in there. I tickle your ear but you hide your laughter by politely covering it like some proper monarch. Despicable. I’ll always love you, but I want the true you well since your so fancy now, I guess you can’t skip the bridge scales anymore can you? there’s my heart glaring at me and skipping over them without fail
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