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❛ VELMA . 

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     “daph, that’s…” she stops there, shaking her head and decided to let her fear of that particular horror setup slide this one time. she was too preoccupied with hoping they weren’t about to die in wisconsin. “let’s just focus on getting out of here, shall we?” 

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         “ 𝐎𝐇, 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, ” Daphne pouts, as if she’d rather sit there all night complaining about off-the-rack clothing.  Huh. That’s a funny little brick. She approaches with narrowed eyes, poking at it with the tip her index finger.  Jeepers! That’s not brick, that’s metal!