A Confession Of Sorts 1.5
Some little moments I didn't know how to fit in the last one shot.
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Mumbo slumped against against Iskall, knocking them both over onto the beanbag next to them.
"I hate you." Iskall said sarcastically.
"Hmm. No you don't. You love me." Mumbo replied.
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Mumbo hugged Iskall and pulled him closer.
"Mine." The moustached man muttered.
"Mm-hm." Iskall hummed.
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~just a smol 61 words~
Damn, Iskall is oblivious.
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