Benedict Cucumberpatch
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Benedicts patience was wearing thin, real thin. He would snap his head towards Megumin with a “Crack!” Before speaking
“If you wish for me to assimilate my culture into your witch one...you are just as bad as you believe me to be....now, I was having a discussion about birds, how was I supposed to know she didn’t like songbirds? It’s like me arresting you because you talked about your weird witch things.....besides, what if the world did revolve around me....you don’t know as much as you think you do witch.“
Benedict would state calmly before sipping some more wine as Josh served a backup platter of roast beef, to which Benedict would begin to eat
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“If you wish for me to assimilate my culture into your witch one...you are just as bad as you believe me to be....now, I was having a discussion about birds, how was I supposed to know she didn’t like songbirds? It’s like me arresting you because you talked about your weird witch things.....besides, what if the world did revolve around me....you don’t know as much as you think you do witch.“
Benedict would state calmly before sipping some more wine as Josh served a backup platter of roast beef, to which Benedict would begin to eat
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