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I won't say no if you want to rub my lamp ~ (he says with a cheeky smile.)
But no, not required. I do nice things for others from time to time.
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( @HisUncleKevin )
taking a seat with a few vortex club members.
under the guise of supporting his vortex club bigfoots, he watches. looking effortlessly chic, sunglasses on, sylas sweeps his gaze over the field.
with his line of sight hidden, he focuses his gaze on kevin, who's conveniently -
doesn't like that dee and savina are interacting, considering how close he is to savina.
no, he doesn't.
for the first time since becoming friends with her, he feels a slight annoyance at taylor.
be normal, sylas. ( he can't. )