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Heading over towards the bed, Josh went to sit beside Akira and Lady, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend and taking a deep breath before nodding his head. "Everything is fine now. She won't kick Lady out I promise you. She'll be okay." Josh said in a soft whisper, his eyes fixating back on the white cat as he gently stroked her fur.
"How about you. Are you doing okay?" Josh's eyes lifted, looking up at Akira to see how he was doing. Comparing to before, he seemed a little better, although he couldn't completely tell just yet.
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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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