Leif: Pierce is like ice cream.
Rhys: Explain?
Leif: Cold but he can make me happy sometimes.
Rhys:
Leif: And I can lick him-
Rhys, wheezing: L E I F
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My Inner Demons But On Crack
HumorOh god ya'll all gonna hate me- Get ready for the most gayest thing to exist, oh wait- That's already me.
