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Chicken cock-a-doodle-doo.
Cluck-cluck cock-a-doodle-doo.
Gasp, chicken meat.
Pastel's eyes snapped open.
Where is this? Who am I?
She wiped the drool from her mouth with her pajama sleeve. She felt the fluffy bed and the cold air at the same time.
She felt a sense of déjà vu.
Hasn't she experienced this situation before?
Could this be Lord Demon's bed again?
Pastel only rolled her eyes while lying down...
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