The Phantom stared me down like a hawk, circled me like a vulture, and touched the tip of his mask onto my forehead like a cuckoo bird.
He said "Come with me, down, into my lair."
"Why?"
"I've got ice cream."
"What kind?"
"What's your favorite kind?"
"Chocolate peanut butter-"
"Chocolate peanut butter is exactly the kind I have~~~"
I can't become satisfied with the dialogue I wrote in chapter 20 and it's not even done yet. So here I am, wasting time!
He said "Come with me, down, into my lair."
"Why?"
"I've got ice cream."
"What kind?"
"What's your favorite kind?"
"Chocolate peanut butter-"
"Chocolate peanut butter is exactly the kind I have~~~"
I can't become satisfied with the dialogue I wrote in chapter 20 and it's not even done yet. So here I am, wasting time!
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