‘Dammit, is he playing me?’ His glare cut across, “you gonna play with one arm?” Kuro’s lips pursed ever so subtly. ‘So FRIGGIN’ ADORABLE!’ “Don’t pout,” he sighed. “I’ll get you ice cream.”
‘Dammit, is he playing me?’ His glare cut across, “you gonna play with one arm?” Kuro’s lips pursed ever so subtly. ‘So FRIGGIN’ ADORABLE!’ “Don’t pout,” he sighed. “I’ll get you ice cream.”
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