| I was a cold winters morning at Bowser's Beach, Emily - a beautiful young girl - and Kieran - a handsome old ginger man - talk about BUISNESS |
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 | Oh no it's happening again.... I hate having to wipe his memory... | |
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| Take a seat EMILY we have something to..... Discuss | |
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| The grumble in awkward small talk, Emily can feel the zipper of her disguise as a young woman begin to loosen |
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| There's no seats..... Happy valentines day tho | |
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| When were u gonna tell me you were the high priest that saved my family eek also yeah... This is a cool party heh | |
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| The two shed their disguises and bask their real skin in the open air for the first time that year. The cool rain splashing on their holy skin. Emily knew kieran wouldn't remember their long night of "worshipping" in the morning. |
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| I am not...... I just have,,,,...... Religious skin... | |
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| Maybe we can bash our religious skins together..... | |
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