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Everything was riding on this next hit.

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She eyed her prize. The beast.

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She picks up Apollo.

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With one quick aim with Apollo as her arrow, she shoots!
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"Bootleg money for bootleg work by a bunch of bootleg bots."

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"So, how much did we get paid?"

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Of hating your peers?
Created for the wrong job?
Being prideful of hating yourself?
That's what he wanted to say but instead....

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That wasn't the point.
Was it?
Maybe this was her fault....
"...Ok."
It was the stupidest item to hide.
Barely fitting his head behind the drawer, he couldn't stop thinking about how embarrassing it would have been if he managed to crawl forward just a little too much. To get trapped behind a drawer of all things.
This wouldn't have been a problem if he just had arms.
With a quick pull he grabbed his prized possession, a Greek AI catalogue.
His sister gave it to him ages ago to "study up" on "Greek terms" to make sure no one caught wind of their disguise.
Honestly, he couldn't lie. It was a little strange to go through a book of essentially brand names and read about each one. He remembers when his sister first gave it to him he hissed and refused to read the thing, but now, the shoe was on the other foot.

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There he watched them elegantly dress (he couldn't wear clothes like that.)
Play tunes on pianos (he couldn't play more than one note at a time.)
That bright smile that everyone was in love with (he could smile, but being looked down on made it feel "infantile")
And the way they held so many plates as they waited tables.

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-KNOCK KNOCK-

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Despite his protests, the door knob turned, and he threw the book as far as he could before his sister could poke her face into the room.

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Diana places the card on a pillow and leaves. This was not a request.

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He grabs the card in his mouth without hesitation before using the insultingly embarrassing doggy door his sister installed to make it easier to use his door, to leave his room.

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