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Whumper cups whumpee’s chin in their hand and they pull whumpee’s gaze up to face them. With a smile on their face, they look whumpee dead in the eye.
“No one’s coming for you, precious.”
Whumper cups whumpee’s chin in their hand and they pull whumpee’s gaze up to face them. With a smile on their face, they look whumpee dead in the eye.
“No one’s coming for you, precious.”
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