[ Gus waits until Iona is out of earshot before he crouches down, squats with this head between his knees and his palms on his head, mussing his hair. ]
—Aghh! I wanted things to be good, you know? Without any of this.
[ Muffled sighing by Oren's feet, here... though he appreciates the kind words. Wow, Oren...!!! ]
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—Aghh! I wanted things to be good, you know? Without any of this.
[ Muffled sighing by Oren's feet, here... though he appreciates the kind words. Wow, Oren...!!! ]