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Ink: What's wrong with calling him my hope when he is?
Dream :*blushing intensifies*
Lunar: The downfall of almost every sans. Laziness. *cough cough * by that logic 8m a sans *cough cough*
(Imma stop for the night, but feel free to pile up asks and dares)
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