“So, you’ve seen my plans?” Said a cocky voice behind me. I spun and saw Rose sitting on a desk, one leg hanging off the desk and the other tucked under it. They smirked at me. It infuriated me.

“Not much of a plan, now is it?”

“Hm, what do you mean, I thought the Cards show someone's true intentions?”

“They do.”

“That can’t be right. If they did, wouldn’t they have the plans on making a single democratic union I’ve made on it?”

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“It should.”

“Give it here.”

I threw it at Rose, who caught it gracefully. We weren’t technically supposed to show anyone a Card, especially not their. But, they did get here on there own. It wasn’t that I was surprised that they did, I, I just didn’t think anyone would think to do it.

“Hm, I forgot that I changed it to show that instead of my plans. It was almost a year back now.” Rose said.

“Wha, what? How did you get here?”

“Ramiel, Ramiel. Chill the fuck out my guy. I just transferred my consciousness to a spirit. Spirits can reach here, right. I’ve done it multiple times now.”

Ugh, I hate that they’re right.