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[Robin] I just bared my soul to you and you fell asleep. Or you're fucking your boyfriend. Either way, not cool. fuck.
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[Robin] I just bared my soul to you and you fell asleep. Or you're fucking your boyfriend. Either way, not cool. fuck.
"This stays between us." Kjelle said, her face flushed. She was completely mortified.
"Of course," Cynthia said, also red in the face. They had been drinking earlier, and now were relaxing in Cynthia's tent, out of armor. Her lips were still tingling from where Kjelle's had been only moments before. She was still a little woozy, and they both probably tasted of ale. Kjelle was not her type [although she had definitely thought about it once or twice], and she was still in lo- like with Gerome, but.. it was just a kiss. "I won't tell anyone about.. this."
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"Kjelle?" Cynthia stared, a little sad but she shook it off. "I get it! You're.. you're plenty strong. You don't need a hero. And you certainly don't need me getting in your way."