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Choir Loft, pt 4

“Oo ber-rer ake ah bah, oo ih-whih!” she shouted as clearly as anyone could while digging one’s teeth into someone else’s ear. Dylan resorted to wimpering. “Ahee ih! Ah ain’ oh-ah leh oo oh uh-ill oo ake ah bah!”
“Alright! Alright! I take it back!” he whimpered.
“Ah-ih?”
“Yes, I promise! I take it back!” She let go slowly; Dylan clutched his left ear, moaning in pain.
“Now, you were going to gag me again?” Sarah asked impishly.
Dylan hesitated. Did he want to risk getting bitten again? He slowly approached her from behind, tying the cloth over her mouth and onto the pole.
“There! Now you won’t be able to move even if you wanted to! And you can’t bite me!” Dylan said with a snide smirk, chuckling stupidly. With that, he lumbered down the stairs.

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