The Boy With Those News

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I'm tired.

Also, take a shot every time I say "smirk" in any shape or form.  You'll be an alcoholic in no time.

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"CARLZ IS BACKS?!"  You gasp, looking at him down and up.  His forehead his wider than normal.  He smirkly smiles a smirk.

"Of course bab"  He says innocently sly.  "Why wouldn't I beez?"  I engulf his large build in my hug, my arms sliding over his arched but straight back.

"BABS did urz forehead get bigger than normal?"  Yo liacks your laps, and smirk. 

He smirks, you smirk backz.

"Is it bigs enaf?"  He asks with pink lines appearing on his cheekz.  Is dat da blush?

I stutards, not surz waz to say.  "I-I-I d-d-do-nt k-k-kno-w s-s-se-se-sen-pa-pa-a-i."

His 3yes widen largely compared to the dialation before.  "Arez yow okay sweetz?"  He asks with a badass concern.

"I-I-I t-t-think..y-you b-b-bakaz!!!"  I gasp loudly, shaking my head like its boug to exploud.

His dack gets hurd.  "thatz hot bab dunt do dat to mez"  He growouls.   I star intow is fas.  His lushious eys, roughly soft laps, silky rough tangly hairz, brownish-bluish-greenish eyez becauseIforgotwhatcolortheyare

"Babez i wans fcks" He meoans. I meowzns back.  

"Mez tooz deedy waantz ficks"

"Lez smush babez"

I lickz mah lips and fick my hars behend my eyes.

"YEeEt"

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