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*Kyle flops onto his bed, groaning. He had just lost in a game he was doing really good at. You walked over to the bed, crawling on his neat blanket and scooting closer.* "Leave me alone you." *Kyle grumbled, flipping onto his side that faced the opposite of you. You are a bit set back, but you wrap your arms around his body anyways. He refuses, brushing your arms off.*
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