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Brendon laughed, flashing a wide grin. “I can. I’ll also provide the alcohol, and copious amounts of weed. Gotta get you all relaxed first,” he teased. “I don’t know about the cosmos, but the angels will sing, or at least moan a lot.”
He rubbed his fingers into his eye and shook his head, smiling. “Moaning angels.. ugh” he muttered. “Well, I hope the angels don’t have all the fun. Who would your number three be in this hypothetical throuple?”















