Revenge is Sweet Ch. 4

"you, young man, need to stop moping!" hermione scolded. "moping? why does everyone instantly call everything i do when i want to be alone for a while moping?! is it a crime to want some time to think?"

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Suicide is the key to life!

I wont say quit moping, whining and pouting though.

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Full Moon Medication

He's moping in the kitchen, for the moon is up again. he's brought down all the jager and the boxiest of wine and a greenish cup of absinthe that smells of turpentine.

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Guro Challenge #21: Breathplay

"stop moping, bucko," she said, nudging him in the belly with her footpaw. something brushed her ankle; she looked down and leapt away, screaming in disgust. "oh, i do say! i know i'm a fatal beauty but that's a bit much, really!

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Falling to Pieces

He moped about. and all the while he moped, his wolf was running wild. she had taken to the forest as though she had never been stolen from it. her new kin were always eager to answer her challenges, spoken in rough pushes and snarls.

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Against All Odds: Part 33 - Reverie

The occasional car would rumble by, their drivers uncaring of the wet wolf moping on the pavement as they rolled off into the distance.

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Aftershocks (Pilot)

This'll all be over soon, and you can get back to moping about your lot in life as much as you want." the badger squeezed his shoulder one more time. jorge managed a tight grin and a low chuckle.

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Conning the Arena 9

So, why don't ya pull yer head out of yer ass, and stop moping?" "moping? what the hell do you know about moping? at least this is easy for you. you think that this is easy for the rest of us?"

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Not Really a Typical Match

They shifted from one foot to the other as fyacin eyed them up and down, the lion no longer moping. they were starting to wonder if the whole mope had been something of an act. _probably not.

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Love Lost, Chapter 17a: Reservations.

Now, quit moping like a spoilt little chick." "i'm not moping." simon bought back into the stock. it started to come around again. "then not-mope in silence, please." the stock regained two points before ivana broke that silence.

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A dance.

She gave a warm smile and walked in front to face him and said "because no man dances alone when he is happy... now will we dance or will you mope some more about the past?"

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Orphaned Memories

I didn't like to be this way, or spend my glorious nighttime hours moping and wallowing. i'd much rather be out hunting with my friends, or exploring those weird places i'd come to know as "cities."

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