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She shook him hard to wake him up and he looked down at her with disgust for waking him from such a good dream.
"oh magic 8-ball," she whispered reverently, oblivious to his glare. "will I win the lottery?"
The leopard continued to look daggers at her before rolling back over and closing his eyes. "Ask me again later." the 8-ball grumbled as he fell back to sleep.
Sorry, I have the wierdest thoughts in the middle of the night, for once I actually wrote them down. The leopard's name is 8-ball, and she's basically makeing fun of his name.
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