[It's a nice scent and Cheng really isn't thinking too much about propriety. He practically buries his nose against the demon's neck and breathes as he thinks about the question. ]
I don't know. I think that what happened...it was cursed by whatever the magic around here does but...I can't stop thinking about him.
[Late at night, early in the morning. What could have happened if their world hadn't been so fucked up.]
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I don't know. I think that what happened...it was cursed by whatever the magic around here does but...I can't stop thinking about him.
[Late at night, early in the morning. What could have happened if their world hadn't been so fucked up.]