Mason shrank her hand in pain, “Ava, are you a dog? You always like to bite?”
He didn’t know how many times he had been bitten by her, every time he was merciless and unceremonious.
“Yes, bite you specifically and let you bully me!”
Ava stretched her neck and bit towards his neck again, biting him in one bite, glaring at him and opening her mouth vaguely, “Want to die, or do you want to wear a couple costume?”
“wanna die.”
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