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Josh put the books and pens down beside Akira, looking at his boyfriend for a moment as he sat down at the edge of the bed, waiting for a knock on his door to tell him the room was done. But it wasn't finished quite yet.
"I told him a few days ago." Josh admitted, smiling lightly. "Especially since he was asking why you weren't talking lately, he was a bit worried, but I let him know you just had a sore throat." Josh said, remembering that he hadn't told Sangre the details about why his throat was that way though.
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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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