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Razzle stared off tiredly as you two held each other. He rubbed his eyes and sighed gently as he looked to you. He only smiled weakly, just a small reminder that he was happy that you're here.
You two have been cuddling and holding each other on Razzle's couch. He had the house to himself tonight so he figured to invite you over. Since you've arrived you both have just been watching movies and the such. He's been weirdly quiet and disinterested, for lack of better term.
"Hey Y/N? Can I ask you something?" Razzle asks after an eternity of wordless white noise.
You?
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