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@separated-at-danger-muses | continued
Bolt's question didn't sour the mood for Rivor. Instead, the Sandslash simply chuckled at it at first, meeting Bolt's gaze after his partner had dismissed the statement. He did find the fact that Bolt worried himself over how he expressed himself to be kind of cute. To the point where he'd once again let out a reassuring laughter.
To add to it, his claws came up again, placing a soft kiss to the top of the cat's paw as he had done before.
" Not to worry. Normal is overrated, and you're cute enough to make me fall for you quickly. I just had to look hard enough. "
As much as he'd find Bolt's usual nervous antics to be appealing, he had to admit, it was nice to see him looking comfortable and content with this setting. They didn't have to worry about anyone else, and since they had already confessed and kissed, there was little that could overstep boundaries. They could simply enjoy the moment together, however that would be.
And Rivor had an idea about how to do that, which he'd run by the feline before acting. But not before taking the berry that was offered and taking a healthy chomp.
After swallowing though, he spoke.
" Indeed. Speaking of which: Would ya rest yourhead on my chest while I lay down ? "
As if to invite him in for that, he'd lower himself back, the quills on his back prodding him up slightly so they could still look at each other with ease.
" Y'don't have to, of course. I just really like this position. "
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By now, Bolt knew better than to interpret Rivor's laughter as him making fun of him, but there was only so much he could take away from it. So he waited for the Sandslash to elaborate, knowing that he would, and smiling when he did.
"I think just about every other thing you've said to me today was you flirting. You're... really serious about this, aren't you?"
He'd meant the question rhetorically, not needing to hear the answer to know it. Rivor had always been forward, but after making things official in both words and kisses, he seemed to be laying it on even thicker. Was he working towards something?
"Oh, um, sure!"
After making sure Rivor had found his new position, Bolt shimmied over and rested his cheek on Rivor's thankfully quill-less chest, squishing his face and ear slightly as he looked up into those dark eyes. "Are you comfortable like this?"
One of his paws came to rest on Rivor's stomach, as if for support, while he kept himself propped up a bit with his other arm. It wasn't the coziest position in the world, but he would be fine for a little while... and there was something undeniably intimate about feeling the other Pokémon's warmth and hearing his heartbeat.
"I don't know if I can reach the berries from here like this though."
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Joseph has been chatting up a few people. Getting lots of flirting... he looks to be popular!
Not on his watch! Joseph is free to do what he wants, of course, but Bolt will have a thing or two to say to anyone trying to flirt with his partner.
And so he dashes over, landing next to the Umbreon and giving him a bear hug.
"He's mine," is all he says. "Right, Joseph?"
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At this point their date he had planned, which was in some ways on the fly, had gone pretty much as well as he could’ve hoped for. The spot they had chosen was not only beautiful, but also secluded and quiet. A place where they could share their feelings in peace while not having to be surrounded by the walls of Rivor’s cave. This was… good.
Rivor was happy to simply watch as the electric feline spoke about his feelings. It sounded a tad bit scattered, but the Sandslash liked that. It was not only somewhat cute of him but it also proved his words were honest.
His eyes looked down at the yellow paw that closed around the pair of claws that held the first one. The smile that already was shown on his maw was getting wider… and he looked back up at Bolt, sharing some honest words of his own.
“ I like you too, Bolt. Really ~ ”
He sat there for a while, just enjoying the moment they shared. From time to time, his eyes darted off to the beautiful view. But most of his attention was shown directly to the feline.
Then he chuckled, placing a single smooch to the top of the newly placed paw.
“ To think not too long ago, you were in my cave after havin’ a
shit-ton of rocks rain on you. Now we’re here, smoochin’ it up. ”
He said in a playful manner.
“ … and I love it ~ ”
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Bolt had to chuckle at that. Painful as it might have been to get caught in that landslide, remembering it was far less so thanks to the fact that it had led to him meeting Rivor. They’d come a long way in the weeks and months since... somehow, the Sandslash had even gotten him to settle down a bit, no longer feeling that unhealthy urge to keep moving.
Well, a little of that itch was still there, but he had an easier time ignoring it in favor of the Pokémon sitting here with him.
“Yeah... I never would’ve thought we’d end up like this. But I still kind of... hoped.” He sighed happily. “It’s not really normal to fall in love so fast, is it?”
With a shake of his head, he dismissed his own question. Rivor didn’t need to answer that, for fear of it souring the mood. He instead reached over with his free paw to the food they’d brought, to retrieve a bit for them both.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to sour the mood.” He sighed. “Maybe I should just stop talking for a bit and sort out my thoughts.” A pause followed, which ended up not lasting as long as Bolt himself would have expected. “I guess it doesn’t matter if we’re going too fast. We’re having a good time. I just need to focus on the here and now.”
This was a side of himself he didn’t show too often -- instead of the nervous, blustering Zeraora others tended to see, now he was almost... contemplative. It was only during moments like these, when he really wanted to live in the moment, that his thoughts slowed enough for him to keep up.
He smiled and held out a large berry. “Like on how we’re going to eat all of this!”
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Joseph gently smooshes Bolt's cheek, and starts to rub that face.
Purring ensues.
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Bolt gets a water ball to his face. It shouldn't hurt but should leave him damp.
It also leaves his fur, whiskers and even his ears drooping, while he just has a tired expression on his face.
"Why'd you do that?"
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// I can’t believe that was the 1,000th post on here. //
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Joseph goes; "Pspspsps," at Bolt
He is then promptly tackled to the ground by a very affectionate zap cat dude.
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Throughout the kiss, the Sandslash made sure to keep it intimate while actively trying to not overwhelm his date. His lids were closed over his eyes during the smooch all the same, and he’d very careful when it came to adding tongue or any further step beyond a proper first kiss. No need to go crazy.
What he left out with his mouth, he made up for with the use of his claws. Tender as he could be, his claws rubbed Bolt’s cheek soothly when the feline leaned against his embrace. Meanwhile, his other set would find its place stroking down his arm. All in all, for the time they spent in the kiss, it was enjoyable. Quite romantic, even.
When they did part, Rivor’s own look was one of enjoyment and confidence. But it was clear that he was at ease. The kiss had confirmed this was a successful date already.
“ Hehe, not too bad, was it ? You’re a pretty good kisser, Bolt ~ ”
Rivor admitted, and true to his ways, he’d steal another one. This one was quick though. A swift peck to the electric cat’s lips. After that, his gaze was back on Bolt. The claws that stroked his arm was now down fully, finding its initial place in holding his paw.
“ I’m very much enjoying this, cutie. I’m glad I decided to make
you my date for tonight. Couldn’t have made a better choice. ”
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Simple and straightforward as it might be, Bolt still loved every second of it and was almost disappointed when Rivor backed away without taking things further. But that could wait. He might be a fast Pokémon, but he didn’t want to rush things -- they had all evening and all night.
His own paws were a little too large and unwieldy for the finer work, but he could hold the Sandslash’ face and let him know how much he appreciated him that way.
“Nope! I-I mean, it was great. And thanks.” His nose twitched in response to Rivor stealing a second kiss, which made him smile. “You know, I think... I kind of wanted this for a while now. I just have a hard time admitting it sometimes, I guess... so, um, I’m glad you made the first move.”
In hindsight, Bolt really might have had eyes on Rivor since not long after he started looking after him. Gratitude had just slowly made way for something else, genuine interest and appreciation for not only the care Rivor provided, but also his nature as a person. And it had all happened without the Zeraora noticing, until today’s Valentine’s offer made everything fall into place.
“So... yeah, that’s all I can say. I really like you...” His one paw was placed atop the one of Rivor’s that held the other.
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"You are welcome." Dave said as he patted the cat on the head. "Don't use it up in all one go." Dave advised as he left.
He had gotten his itch scratched too, so that was a plus with all that bristly fur.
Still puzzled and a little flabbergasted from the sudden encounter, Bolt could only nod. His paws clenched into fists, then relaxed, only to clench again -- being recharged always left him with a lot of energy in more than one sense. He had to get rid of it somehow or he felt like he might explode.
And so he took off running, climbing, jumping around at breakneck speed, all to get his energy down to a more manageable level. He wouldn't use it all up in one go, but he had to take the edge off!
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Dave stares at Bolt... Then just to be an ass, he picks up Bolt and rubs his glowing scales against Bolt, sparks flying about like he's a sparky scratch post, then puts him down. The zap cat is going to feel extra zappy.
It wasn't every day Bolt got picked up -- in the most literal sense -- by a giant dragon. He squirmed and let out a growl, struggling against Dave's grip until he realized what was going on.
His eyes went wide. This was... more electricity than he'd had in a long time, maybe ever! He couldn't even seem to contain it, blue sparks dancing across his fur while his own magnetic field made the air around him visibly ripple.
He patted himself, then looked up at the dragon in a mix of confusion, amazement and gratitude. "U-um... thanks?"
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While Rivor didn’t quite pick up on what it meant for Bolt to turn his paw around like he this, it didn’t change much of what Rivor was doing. It just made sure that instead of him kissing the feline’s fur, he’d instead plant his smooches on the paw-pads presented. They were still soft and loving on each contact.
This would be the main focus for Rivor for a while, answering the feline’s comments with soft chuckles as his onslaught of kisses continued. Only when he made his comment about the Sandslash’s appearance did he break the treatment to look up at Bolt.
“ I aim to be both. I know you’re certainly both. ”
The amount of times Rivor had called Bolt a cutie in this short time made that clear.
Rivor would then be pleasantly surprised that Bolt would be the one to ask for a kiss. Usually he was the one to take that step during dates. But oh, he wasn’t complaining. If it was his suggestion or not, he was going to take the moment into action.
“ Thought you’d never ask, cutie ~ ”
With that said, the Sandslash stood up from his seated position, making their height difference manageable with the sitting Zeraora. He had no problem taking charge in spots like these, nor did he mind taking it slow… which was exactly what he did. Before any contact was made, he made sure there was plenty of eye-contact with the feline. Not only that, but a set of broad claws soon came up, gently rubbing Bolt’s cheek and adjusting the feline’s head… and then…
… lips were locked and Rivor’s eyes promptly shut after that. The first of hopefully many more kisses on this evening.
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That small change was all Bolt had been going for, and he took care not to channel any electricity into his paw as long as Rivor busied himself there. Whatever the point of this gesture was, it proved pretty effective at melting the Zeraora’s already soft heart.
“Haha, um,” he chuckled, “you are. A-and thanks.”
Rivor had told him as much many times, but he’d never dared take those others for the flirtatious comments they might have been all this time. Had they? He knew he could be dense at the best of times, but this was almost embarrassing.
He didn’t get to dwell on it much longer, as Rivor’s claw on his cheek left him looking deep into the Sandslash’ eyes, his own pupils wide with anticipation -- and a little bit of adoration at this point, too. Those eyes would close as soon as their lips met, and Bolt leaned into that sand-colored palm as the closeness made him melt.
Maybe it was a bit much to kiss on the first date... but they’d been together for a while now, and clearly both had some feelings that needed to be expressed. After an indeterminate length of time, the two parted and Rivor would get to see the lidded, giddy look on his date’s face.
“O-oh wow...”
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@cerulean-volcano: Karie simply lays his chest on Bolts as the two lay together. Nuzzle the Zeraora a bit, not wanting either of them to get up.
There's a soft 'oof' at the larger Pokémon resting some of his weight on Bolt. He's awake now, but still shares Karie's desire to just stay here for a bit. Especially now that he's nice and toasty.
A paw reaches up to rest on the Typhlosion's shoulder in a lazy, halfway hug. Mornings like this will never get boring.
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The fact that Bolt was a male was becoming a smaller addition to this date for every second that passed. What started as a rare way to spend the special day had instead evolved into a proper date night for the time being… and Rivor was loving it.
He did catch on what Bolt was trying to get at with him liking to date other males, but instead of addressing it, he just chuckled and nodded his head and awaited for the second statement to reply to.
“ I’m having fun too, Bolt, ”
His body stayed close, enjoying the closeness of the feline’s paw wrapped around his shoulder. To add his own flare into the position, his claws soon held the paw that Bolt placed on his lap. While not an overly firm grip, it was enough for him to move around at his own leisure, which would come into play for his next move.
“ Well, usually it’s not much different than what we’re doing now.
I take my date to a cozy, peaceful place where we can be alone .. ”
The words that the Sandslash spoke began to trail off, or at least pause. He began to properly get physical at this point. By now, he was fully treating this as a proper date. One that he wanted to perform well on, and more importantly, make his partner feel good and flustered.
To start this, he brought the paw of the feline up closer to his own snout. Then he began to plant a generous amount of kisses on the yellow fur of Bolt’s paw.
“ This is the part where I try to butter my partner up with love ~ ”
Even if he was still comparing this to other dates, this was mostly a tactic to tease. The pecks of kisses he landed on Bolt’s paws were genuine. No less than any other he had given, female or not.
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Noting Rivor’s silence on the topic past a certain point, Bolt decided not to press it any further -- not that he would have otherwise, awkward as he felt to have brought it up in the first place.
He turned his paw around so Rivor could see and touch the pads on his palm; it might be a small change, but Bolt liked to think it was him showing some kind of vulnerability. And vulnerable he felt, because he rarely got to be this close to anyone... let alone anyone who’d expressed a romantic interest in him. That alone already had him on the verge of blushing.
What Rivor said and did next got him there all the way, feeling heat rising to his face even if his dark fur kept it from showing much. His paw flexed under the rain of kisses, but he didn’t pull it away, and the other went to cover his mouth.
“I-I, um... I think it’s working.”
Was this what being in love felt like? Either way, he wanted more, but he also wanted to return the favor. He thought for a moment about how to best go about it, then reached out with his still-free paw and began to lightly scratch and massage between the Sandslash’ ears; a spot he knew most Pokémon liked.
“It’s weird,” he muttered. “I... I don’t know if you’re handsome or cute. Maybe both.” Rivor’s personality reflected that, too; Bolt didn’t know whether to think of him as tough or kind. Then again, those two weren’t mutually exclusive.
With him having taken this step, though, the Zeraora felt emboldened to say what he’d been to shy to before. “A-and I kind of... want to kiss you. Is that... is that okay?”
#Sparks fly! (ic)#Rivor#Grounded Spark (Bolt/Rivor)#// this is a slow thread but i like it //#// rivor deserves to chill and have a nice date for once //
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Sitting here with Bolt awaiting the sun to set was something he’d gladly be patient for. He was already feeling a great amount of comfort and ease just from the company alone. That alone secured the idea that this was going to be a good, comfortable night.
As for the question why Rivor chose to ask Bolt to be his valentine for the night, the Sandslash seemed more than happy to answer. Before doing to however, he took the time to scoot up closer to the taller ‘mon. Now they were not only looking out to the view facing the same way, but they were close enough to where either of them could easily reach over to wrap around the other.
Then he spoke, all with the same confident tone as before.
“ Well, I thought about headin’ out to try and charm a girl ..
but honestly ? I eventually just thought;
’ Hey. I have a fine cutie at home! Why waste time ? ’ ”
His arm then moved back to the feline’s paw, wrapping around it just like he had done when they walked over here. The other pair comfortably rubbing across the top of it.
“ After that thought, I didn’t bother trying someone else.
You were my first choice, Bolt. That’s the truth. ”
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By now, Bolt and Rivor had been close so many times -- mostly from the Sandslash looking after the Zeraora’s wounds -- that he knew those quills were less dangerous than they looked, if you knew how to approach them. So when Rivor came within reach, he gently put an arm around him until his large paw rested on the other’s shoulder. His other paw rested in his lap, free to be held like earlier.
“Really?” His ears perked up. “That’s... wow.” Maybe Rivor didn’t think much of it, but to Bolt, it meant a lot.
“I mean... if I’d remembered Valentine’s Day like you did, I think I would’ve asked you too. Even though I wasn’t sure you... um.” To put it bluntly, he knew not nearly everyone swung that way. Rivor especially had been a surprise, considering how much he liked to talk about the opposite gender. “So if I sounded like I wasn’t sure earlier, I didn’t mean to!” He smiled. “I’m having fun.”
Another question burned in his mind, the same one as before, but even he knew it was a bit much to ask for a kiss right off the bat. No matter how close they’d already gotten these days.
“If it’s okay to ask... what do you usually do on days like this?”
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Rivor wasn’t the best when it came to picnics. That might not be what one came to expect from him, but his usual dates were a one-day deal in his cave before they went off to other ventures. In the case of Bolt, this wasn’t the same case… nor did Rivor want it to be. If this was to be a successful date, Rivor needed to put on some actual effort into the mix. His natural charm could only carry him so far.
The Sandslash sat down once they’ve gotten the setting all places out as they wanted it. It might be unusual for him to spend such a moment with another male, but he wasn’t about to waste it.
Besides, it was still… romantic, in many ways.
“ We’ll have to take in the sunset in all it’s glory then.
Guess we got some waiting to do, eh Bolt ? “
He responds as he sits down. Not that he minded the waiting. For all the charm and ego that spewed out of his mouth in a single day, he was at heart quite a simple ‘mon. One who could easily spend an evening just sitting and chatting until the sun was down.. and it seemed like that was shaping up to be their plan.
To initiate that plan, his claws patted the open space next to him, inviting Bolt to sit down with him while he sports that familiar smile on his face.
A smile that might usually be of ego and pride. Now though, it was just enjoyment.
“ I don’t think I did .. but I can see why. It’s peaceful and quiet.
Much like the reason I chose that cave as my home to begin with. “
He responds, dragging a claw up to his neck and through his quills. Or… tries to, anyway.
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Bolt sat next to the Sandslash and leaned back, legs outstretched and one arm supporting his weight. This, he hoped, would make up a bit for their difference in size. He looked over at Rivor, smiled and gave an excited nod of his head.
“Sure! I promise it’s worth it.”
He guessed that meant they’d be staying here for a few hours; good thing they’d packed plenty of snacks from Rivor’s supply. And yet he wasn’t feeling all that hungry. A mix of excitement, nervousness and Butterfree fluttering in his stomach kept his appetite down and had him busy thinking about what the rest of today would shape up to be like. He definitely had at least one thing he wanted to do before sundown, if Rivor was up for it. But that could wait for now.
“It’s a good cave,” he agreed. “I could see myself living there. U-um, if you didn’t live there already,” he hastily added, but the other implication behind his words didn’t cross his mind. His own claws gently scratched the back of his neck in a way not too different from Rivor, even though he didn’t mean to mimic him.
The silence that followed didn’t feel nearly as awkward as he’d feared, at least to Bolt. Instead, he found his thoughts dwelling again until a question rose to the surface of said thoughts.
“So... why’d you choose to ask me to be your, um, valentine?”
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Bolt made a good point. If they were going to be gone for a while, they might as well bring something to eat. Perhaps something comfortable to sit on too.
The more time went on, the more Rivor started to treat this like an actual date. It might’ve started with him just wanting to spend the night with someone’s company, and Bolt was always a safe choice for that. But now? Well.. he might start to turn the charm on at some points.
With them gathering what they needed, Rivor let the Zeraora lead the way to the location planned. He stayed just behind with his claws still holding onto the feline’s claws. His face was constantly widened with a smile. This was nice..
“ Whoa .. “
When they finally did arrive though, the Sandslash would gladly admit to being impressed. Even for someone like him who had lived atop a mountain for several years, this was an astounding view to look at. Not only could he see his own cave from here, but the town that was a fair bit distance away. While he didn’t hold much love for human town, he couldn’t deny that that lights piercing through the darkness was absolutely beautiful.
“ Lucky me. Sitting with a view like this, and a cutie next to me ~
Shall we find a seat ? “
Some of that charm was starting to leak out, his paws flexing a bit to gently squeeze Bolt’s paw.
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Bolt might not be too familiar with picnics, but he could tell they were preparing for one. Right; food, water, something clean and/or soft to sit on... that was about all they needed, wasn’t it? Good thing all of these things were readily available in Rivor’s cave. He really was doing well for himself.
Short work as it was to gather everything, those few minutes still made his anticipation grow. Who would’ve thought he’d end up on an actual date?
“You should see the sunset from here. It’s... really pretty.”
The view up on the hill was nothing short of stunning, sure, but the Zeraora found himself watching the Sandslash for most of the first few minutes after their arrival, eager to see his reaction. His own expression brightened as it became clear he hadn’t disappointed, and he followed the other’s gaze to look at the town in the distance. Its streetlights hadn’t turned on yet, but that was just a matter of time now.
An ear twitched as it took him a moment to realize Rivor had asked him a question. “O-oh, yeah! Of course!”
His paw finally slipped out of the other’s grip as he helped set up a comfortable spot for them both, before carefully yet unceremoniously dropping the food they’d brought in the middle between them.
Rivor’s charm had worked like a, well, charm; Bolt found himself a little flustered, and more than a little distracted, by his presence.
“This is... nice. I really hoped you’d like this place, because it’s where I go when I need to, um, take a break.” The rare moments he allowed himself to, that was. He turned to look at his date again. “Did you ever see me up here?”
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It wasn’t just Shadow’s hair. The fur coating his upper torso was also a distinct color, and his claws matched the violet hue of his mane. If Bolt looked real close, even the fine fur coating his entire body seemed a different color.
Something felt… off about Shadow, though. Bolt couldn’t really point to why, but the Zoroark felt a bit… cold to touch. It wasn’t impossible to have a naturally low temperature, though the feature was uncommon in the fox of illusions.
…Did blood even circulate through his body?
Whatever Bolt had been thinking, though, it’s interrupted by Shadow’s voice.
“As Zera said, most of this space is for us pokemon. Really nice of the executives, huh?”
The white cat nods. “Indeed. Could probably live here without even a trainer,” she cracks before letting out a chuckle.
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The longer their palms stayed in contact, the more Bolt realized how... not-warm Shadow felt. His ears folded back, but he forced them to relax back into their upright position -- no need to freak out when he had no way of actually knowing what was going on here.
This cool, almost cold sensation reminded him too much of... certain past experiences for comfort. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, before clenching it shut and swallowing a lump in his throat.
He was visibly startled when the Zoroark spoke, blinking a few times before focusing on his face again. Right; whatever fragments of memory Shadow brought back in him, he seemed nice enough.
“Y-yeah, I...” A glance over at Zera served to comfort him a little more. “Yeah. It’s, um, actually really nice to see that... kind of thing.”
His paw slipped from Shadow’s grip just as he took a step back, trying and failing to be subtle. He wanted to like Shadow, and he certainly didn’t feel any ill will towards him, but there was just that feeling he couldn’t shake.
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