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“Oh my ghoul, Clawd is such a sweetheart!” Draculara exclaims, opening her locker. Inside is a very beautiful blood rose for Valentine’s. She’d already gotten another gift, a new dress, as a birthday present from him.
Clawdeen stood next to her as Draculara opened her locker, biting back her words. The rose wasn’t from Clawd. The dress was for both her birthday and the holiday. Meanwhile, the flower was from her.
“It’s a pretty flower. You like it?” Clawdeen asked hesitantly.
Draculara nodded, smiling wide, her cute fangs poking over her bottom teeth. Clawdeen always thought that was adorable.
Clawdeen smiled back. “Fangtastic! And, happy birthday.” She offered her friend a hug, which Draculara readily accepted.
“Yay! You’re such a good ghoulfriend, you know?”
Clawdeen held on a bit tighter. Draculara only saw her as a friend, always would. She couldn’t want anything more.
“Of course.”