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“I don’t know, but that’s something you make time for, instead of looking like somebody straight off the street.” Leo muttered before rolling his eyes. “Come on, let’s go to the bathroom so I can at least help fold the top in, and make due with what you have.” He started after another moment, gesturing towards the more private area, adding, “I’m not going to make you unable to breathe, I promise. We’re just going to have to do some expert folding, and maybe get a little creative on a fashion statement tonight, huh?”
“I’m not about to start a debate on this right now.” He didn’t see the point if Leo wouldn’t understand why it hadn’t been possible in the first place. “Fine, fine. If that’ll help you look better at this thing.” Olly reluctantly made his way towards the bathroom, still believing this might be torturous. “A fashion statement?” He questioned, stepping into the smallish bathroom. “That’s more frightening than the thought of not breathing.”













