Mitch reached over and squished his friend's face, giggling drunkingly. His expression was happy and joyful. His hair was a mess, but that was fine in Cura's opinion. "Curaaaa, guess whaaaaaaaat!" Mitch smiles even more, hiccuping a little. Cura rolled his eyes and smiled. "What is it, Mitch?"
The boy couldn't hold back his laughter as the other leaned in close and poked him in the nose. "I wuv you"
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I just wanna write stuff, man
FanfictionIts literally for when I wanna write, but am also r lazy, dood.
