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"Ok..." He says, trying to calm down.
"But what If I do..."
"The only difference is i'm still alive, am I right?"
"I thought so..." He whispered back, "I just don't wanna mess up..."
He chuckles. "Oh yeah." He says with a light blush on his cheeks.
He tries his best to keep up through his nervousness.
"You're acting like I've been touching your hair!" He says with a chuckle.
"Sometimes I take showers, other times I don't have time." He says with a chuckle.
He holds into her hands, a bit clammy, and starts to kiss just a bit more passionately.
"Eh, I've carried dirtier scumbags than this guy."
He kisses back, still blushing.
"Righto, Lass." He said, heading back to town.
I REFUSE TO TAKE WISE WORDS FROM HANNA MONTANA.
"Yeah... Been alone most of the time.."
"Better get the creep to the Marshall." Keg said, slinging the body over his shoulder.
"That makes two of us..." He says, blushing intensely.
"Makes sense, his diet is probably mostly booze and onions!"
"How should we, you know... Start...?" He said awkwardly.
"Sorry, Mason." Keg says, slitting his throat, "Today's just not your day after all."
"Yeah, yeah, we should..."