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| You're, um... you're following me, strange bear that I met on the plane. | |
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| Of course! We survived death together! We're bestest friends now. And I don't want to overemphasize the importance of this, but my friends and I will be together forever. ForEVER. | |
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| ::groan:: Somehow I should have forseen this | |
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| Are you hungry? I could really go for some flesh of the living. I mean... a donut. Shit. What'd I say? | |
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