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SEND ME A ★ FOR MY MUSE'S REACTION TO YOURS PICKING THEM UP AND THROWING THEM OVER THEIR SHOULDER
First off, he didn’t even know this person, and second, this person had the audacity to pick him up and throw him over his shoulder like a rag doll! He hadn’t expected such an action at all! This person looked like Green, but at the same time, their differences were catastrophic. He didn’t know why he had just let it happen. This person had just walked over and instead of greeting him, he had crouched, grabbed his knees, and used to the momentum to press his shoulder into his gut and suddenly he was having issues with keeping his head up from letting the blood drain to the bottom.
He was humiliated and blushing and beating at the back of this guy’s lower back and attempting to flailing about to get down because he did not like this at all! He shouldn’t have trusted this look-alike. Goddesses, he was mad at himself.
“Unhand me,” Vio hissed, stopping his struggles for a moment to hold himself up with the person’s lower back, his fingernails digging into the tunic and biting somewhat into the skin it covered. Or was that chainmail? To think, this person was only an inch or two taller than him and he had accomplished such a task! It was absurd. “State your intentions!”
