The Reaper – Sugary Virtual Simblr

Lori: “Hey, Death?”

Death: “Yes?”

Lori: “You wouldn’t happen to know what my baby looks like, would you?”

Death: “Do you really think that now is an appropriate time for questions like that? Besides, how the hell should I know? That’s not my domain.”

Lori; “Meh, it was worth a shot.”

Death: “I’m here for Fawn Grey. I’m assuming she’s the old bat on the floor.”

Ginny: “That’s my mother!”

Death: “Stop crying, Ginny Grey. You’ll be seeing her again soon enough.”

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