Shadow was rubbing his temples irritably, waiting for a spark of intellect to hit his barren brain. He was supposed to write a book, but he had no damn idea what to write about! It was a severe case of writer's block. "Fu-" Shadow said, interrupted rudely द्वारा a loud knock on the door. " What sorry loser could it be? Faker?" Shadow opened the door only to be greeted द्वारा Espio, a purple quiet chameleon who had the habit of stalking innocent bystanders. "......" The chameleon said, only staring at Shadow with golden eyes that could pierce through a person's soul. "What the hell do आप want? Can't...
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