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"You have such cute little freckles!" Crystal exclaimed, her nose practically bumping into Gigi's. She stood stock-still, her body buzzing at the closeness of Crystal to her face. She had a sudden unexplainable urge to cup Crystal's face in her hands and stare at it for hours. "I wanna lick them all off," she twittered, pressing her pointer finger against Gigi's nose for a second before turning to Heidi. Gig blushed again, not able to think properly after that interaction.
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Gigi's "The Promise" lip sync, but it's Crygi instead.
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