 Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese
Marilyn stepped into the History of Magic classroom, irritation settling over her face.
Dang dance lesson. It was proof how out of shape the blonde really was. Her legs felt like jellu...or whatever that muggle dessert was.
Finding a seat, she plopped down. "Hello, Professor."
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________
Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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