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[ Cellar goes quiet when their foreheads touch. Sigh. How and why did she land the prettiest boy in this house?

She caresses the side of his neck, his face, scratching lightly into his hair. Congratulations: he's a cat now. ]

I... have no fucking clue. Do you wanna go back to our room, then?

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