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Thread B: hEART WRENCHING AGONY FILLED ANGST THAT WILL LEAVE YOU SOBBING ON THE FLOOR CLUTCHING YOUR CHEST AS YOU SLOWLY BREAK APART
”Nothing in his pockets but knives and lint…”
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Do not, I mean it, Do not imagine your OTP in the kitchen cooking breakfast together, one standing at the stove as the other is hugging them from behind, resting their heads on the back of their neck and stealing sleepy kisses. I promise this will cause fluffy-cuteness overload and it’s not good for your health.
Clint’s eyes widened, and he felt a rush of protective emotion for this woman. He pulled her to him, words tumbling from his lips, awkward and clumsy, and he couldn’t hear them, but he wanted to comfort her. “I’m sorry. Don’t be sad, sweetheart. I’ll hurt him if you want me to. Whatever you want, sweetie.”
To be honest, she didn’t expect that reaction, maybe a pat on the back and an I’m sorry, so she was surprised when he actually voluntered to hurt his boyfr- ex-boyfriend. “That actually doesn’t sound so bad.” She said between sobs.
she basically whipped her fake butt with the mexican flag