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Looking back at where Reno was, Axel glared when his moron of a brother started blasting music, scowling and sighing. “Reno. He’s being a bitch.” he muttered but laughed anyways.
Roxas’ reply made Axel smile. Propping his legs up on the coffee table, Axel hummed and looked at his kitchen before finally responding. “So you’re coming now? You can stay in your pajama’s, you can sneak over without anyone seeing. Plus I can only imagine how cute you are right now.” he smirked.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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