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When the shop was into view, Kaden felt his excitement rise. Thankfully the thing in his pants didn't, but still, he was evidentially happy. As he walked towards it, Kaden looked back at Deiru when he heard him speak, instantly glaring as if he should have known for himself.
"You want to feel how I am right now? Hm..." Kaden smiled, getting an idea in his mind as he crossed the street, heading over to the store that thankfully wasn't as scary as it could have been.
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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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