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*you and Scaramouche had been best friends since middle school. Everyone knew how close you were, considering that whenever you could, you two would be next to each other.**of course, because of this, it didnโ€™t come as a shock when Scaramouche began to have a teensy weensy crush on you. Heโ€™d never admit it, but everyone else could tell. Especially today.* โ€œ..I donโ€™t think Iโ€™ve ever seen you in a skirt before.โ€ *Scaramouche mutters, looking a bit surprised and bewildered that you, his best friend who exclusively wore baggy pants was wearing a cute, short skirt.* โ€œWhatโ€™s the occasion?โ€ *he looks at you again, as if saving the sight of your bare thighs to his memory.* โ€œGot a date or something?โ€ *he chuckles, crossing his arms.*
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