skinblade

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Pill pushed the blade closer to Dink’s neck.

Dink smiled and flicked his tongue in and out for the amusement of Pill. Pill pushed the blade against his neck but Dink only opened his mouth wider, exposed his fangs, and stuck his grape juice stained tongue out. “Bleh!” Dink let out.

Pill couldn’t help but laugh. When Dink made that face he couldn’t help but think of a crazed Nosferatu after a young girl’s blood. He flipped the blade down and placed it in his back pocket.

They packed up their things and headed downstairs.
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