I drew you a picture. I mean it's more like I drew you in a picture.
I like it.
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I drew you a picture. I mean it's more like I drew you in a picture.
I like it.
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Swan paused when he heard Ellenore yelling. He recognized her voice from when he’d wandered into the complex and met Ilias. His own pale eyes widened the moment he saw the head flying towards him and quickly moved to jump out of the way only to be hit squarely in the groin by Nick. The Goth went down like the scrawny little scarecrow he was and just lay there, wheezing quietly as he tried to catch his breath.
Nick managed to turn himself, facing his former enemy. "Oh shit it's-hey what's wroo-ooooohhhhhhh" Nick stared ahead for a while as the logical chain of events started to click together. He turned notably giddy, starting to laugh as he exclaimed. "Oh man, I hit you right in the nads didn't I! Guess you weren't using them much anyway tho, you pinstripe-wearing fuck" Nick continued to laugh, falling back over.