05-24-2018, 02:35 AM
Newt squeaked as he was pulled back, and he whirled around to face the other, his pale skin a bright red. He said softly after a long moment, looking down at the other's hands on him, "Y-You know my arms don't hurt unless I make them, right? I'm basically hitting her with pillows right now."
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[color=#8F7894]we are the sealers of the fate
we are the fangs of the snake
we are the fangs of the snake