Moving Forward Chapter Three (The 'Eve'ning Shift)

"evelynn...?" her manager walked out into the dining room, "what's going on?" "oh, nothing. he's just leaving." evelynn smiled, wiping her eyes quickly.

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Accommodations

evelynn doubts that reasoning and the two clash over the matter. he snaps and brutally orders evelynn to stand down but she stands firm up to the point of being arrested and sent to the brig.

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Relic

evelynn knew xararuna and never once has she acted anything like this, jean feels insulted and wants to give her a piece of her mind but evelynn stops her.

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Carnival of Sorrows

Smiles ruefully which only evelynn can see and which only serves to amuse her even further.

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Copycat Problems

evelynn, on her side, could barely make sense of anything.

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Desperate Measures - Chapter 5

There was only one thing that mattered right now and that was evelynn. where could she be?

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Mark's school day

Mark dives into evelynn's pussy and licks her clean before they notice his stomach starting to growl. "i guess i'll go get you a snack." evelynn says standing up and walking out of the room.

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Love is Color Blind Chapter 8: The Morning After

evelynn was a little taken aback as robin sat down across from her. "start over? what do you mean?"

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A Flashback - Chapter 6

\*\*\* (present day) "wow, i didn't know evelynn was in an abusive relationship." "well.

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Reconciled - Chapter 9

She was a small mouse and her voice came out in a bit of squeak, "it's nice to officially meet you, evelynn, how're you feeling?" eve nodded, somehow hoping that it answered the question.

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'Loom'-ing over me - Chapter 11

He looked down to his notes, "evelynn was stabbed." lumina scoffed, rolling her eyes as the cop struggled, "you want to point fingers at us, and you can't even pay us the courtesy of knowing our names? how quaint.

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