[What are you talking about, he didn't scream like a little girl. Gurl, pls.
He practically pirouettes away from her, spinning around to face the distantly (and nowhere near pleasantly) familiar voice. When he squints up at her, he relaxes, crossing his arms briefly before he brings a finger to his chin.]
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He practically pirouettes away from her, spinning around to face the distantly (and nowhere near pleasantly) familiar voice. When he squints up at her, he relaxes, crossing his arms briefly before he brings a finger to his chin.]
Don't I... know you from somewhere? [Blink.]