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Life Could Be A Dream, Sweetheart (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She sat on the bed shyly; she couldn't believe she had built up this much trust already. Just for making the purifiers better? What would it take for him to let her leave?
 
He took a long drag from the inhaler and let out a low noise before he handed it to her. Even in this state, he knew just how confused she was. Good, if he kept that up, she'd be powerless.
 
She took it nervously and stared at it before taking a small hit, wincing at the harshness and trying not to cough it up as she held it in her lungs before exhaling.
 
She frowned, she really didn't want to, didn't like how it made her feel. But, if it made him like her. She forced herself to take a full hit, wincing hard as she held it in her lungs before coughing it all out.
 
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