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They've been stuck together for an hour. Alone.
Who are "they" you may ask? Benrey and Gordon of course. God knows why the others thought it was a good idea to leave those two alone.

Gordon, pacing back and forth in the small room they were left in, lets out a loud sigh. "Where are the others? They said they'd be back by now!" Benrey suddenly spoke up, "Don't ask me, I don't know everything." "I wasn't-" Gordon starts, but is cut off "If you weren't asking me then who were you asking? Hm?" Gordon takes a deep breath, turning away from Benrey, who was giving him a goofy sharp-toothed grin. "Listen, Benrey-" "Feetman." Gordon turns back around to look at Benrey, an annoyed expression on his face "Stop calling me tha-" He gets cut off again "Nah it's funny." Gordon slams his hands down on each side of the desk Benrey is sitting on, leaning over him. "STOP CUTTING ME OFF!" Benrey seems spaced out, staring off at nothing. Gordon continues briefly, "..GOT IT?" "... Huh? Wha?" Gordon spews out a flurry of incoherent sort of word-noises, before suddenly being stopped by a small pressure on the side of his face and a kissy noise. "...What was that?" "Lil smooch."

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"It's hard to stay mad at you."

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