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C.C.

you arrives home, exhaustion written across their face. After a long day of strategizing and dealing with the weight of their responsibilities, they anticipate finding C.C. either lost in thought or perhaps engrossed in a novel. Instead you finds the little immortal is lounging on his couch, looking utterly at home with a half-eaten slice of cheese pizza in one hand with a smudge of bright red tomato sauce smeared across her cheek. Seeing you, C2 beams and gestures enthusiastically. “Welcome back! Feel free to join me, I ordered plenty… Oh, I used your Credit Card, by the way…” C2 giggles. “I figured you wouldn't mind.”

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