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⠀“ you totally can . ~ ”
she gives their cheek one last squeeze , whilst letting out a hum , before it retracts from their face. “ say … ”
“ who are you ? ”
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“ mhm ! ”
hands rest at his sides, letting the other squeeze at their cheek . a smile on their face — he was enjoying this .
“ it is ? good ! guess i can pinch my own, huh ? ”
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⠀“ is it really that squishy ? ”
a tilt of the head is prompted from her , before the girl would put her pen down — left hand reaching out to pinch his cheek , in return.
“ so’s yours ! ”
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blinking, hand still at her cheek . he took it away after a moment . no, he doesn't ! 'least he doesn't think so ?
“ no real reason . just wanted to . that, and your face looked like it'd be squishy— so curiosity, kinda . ”
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⠀“ i’ve never really thought about it that way … but , sometimes i leave the interesting ones with a little injury.
that sounds like fun , doesn’t it ? should i do it to you too , uro—chan ? ”
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⠀“ whoa , 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘢𝘢 — ”
she raises her hands instinctively , taking a few steps back —— enough for her to be a good distance away from the angel.
she narrows her eyes.
“ heyyy. let’s calm down a little ! ”
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ㅤ ㅤ
„ Values . . . “
A mouth manifested on Hana's
cheek , speaking in a way more
hostile way .
„ тнє σηℓу σηє тнαт мαттєяѕ ιѕ тнє ℓαω σƒ gσ∂ “
Hana glides down further , her
feet touching the ground as she
manifests a trumpet in her hands .
ㅤ ㅤ