Zane: *smoking a cigarette outside, in front of his house*
Zorro: *hums happily walking outside* Zaaaaane! You gotta come to dinner.
Zane: I'll be there when I get there.
Zorro: okay emo. *about to go inside before getting an idea and walks to him*
Zane: *sees this and looks at him*
Zorro: you know what you should do?
Zane: *ignores him blowing out smoke*
Zorro: you should take that cigarette and push it against my cheek~ *only like half joking about him doing that*
Zane: That's disgusting. I hate you.
Zorro: the feelings mutual~ *looks at him*
Zane: *growls and takes the cigarette, pressing it against his cheek* Fuck off! *stomps back inside*
Zorro: *squeaks a bit surprised and feels his cheek smiling* Hell yeah! This is definitely leaving a mark! *runs back inside*
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Zorro's a creepy masochistic biiiiiiiiiiitch
