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dare i ask what you did this time ..
( raising a brow .. now he’s actually thinking it over. )
it *is possible to die from a blunt injury to your heart. but i assume you’d have to fall from a much greater height.
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dare i ask what you did this time ...
( raising a brow. now he’s thinking it over― )
you *can die from blunt trauma to your heart. but from a height like this, i doubt it. it’d probably need to be a fall from a building.
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right. which is *exactly why i said you’re suspicious.
( letting himself be climbed like a tree ― then glancing down at him. )
maybe, maybe not. maybe i just didn’t want you somehow breaking something if i tossed you off my back.
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Whaaaaaaat? Suspicious? Me? I would NEVER, I'm an open book.
[ Fully letting himself fall and lean on Abbacchio's back.
Sliding down on lay on his lap. ]
Pfft, ya act tough but you're enjoying this just as much aren't ya?
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( well, luckily for mista, he isn’t pushing him off or anything like that. probably a good sign. )
well, you’re being awfully suspicious about it. but i don’t mind.
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so i’d say any one of us could ask.
( reaching into one of his pockets, he takes out his lipstick and reapplies it. standing back upright afterwards. )
it depends on the day. or the conversation.
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mhm. guess we’ll see which of us looks older when the time comes, assuming you aren’t jinxing yourself right now.
( shooting a quick glare in his direction ― *😒 )
knowing him, he’d insist he doesn’t have favorites. ᛎ⭏
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Yeah, but YOU'LL be the first one to turn into an old man.
( Resting his cheeks on the pads of his palms with the elbows propped up on the desk, trying his best at an innocent smile )
You said that as if he doesn't have a soft spot
For YOU either. Practically the favourite.
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