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... table. One green wax, one cream. They looked harmless, like ordinary letters, but her chest was tight, palms clammy.
"Go on, open them!" Lucy bobbed impatiently from her glass jar, glowing like a lantern.
Sometimes, Marron envied Lucy’s viewpoint in life. As a kitchen slime, her responsibilities were to clean mixing bowls, appliances, and other utensils. The rest of the time, she just tagged along with herself and Mokko.
Can a slime even feel anxiety? I wish I was her som ...
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