He flipped three cards face down in front of her and each began to shimmer with a faint light. One gold, one black, one purple. "Choose."
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Replying to @thenewfiction
Is it too late to choose? If not, I’d like the purple one please
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Replying to @MxShalena
You shove the purple card forward and it slides to the man across from you. "That one." He laughs nervously. "So...you can *see* me then?"
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