#and their little moments of uniqueness maintained throughout the quadrant and how he loves the blade hues of his violence which is now love
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"I fucking love your hair. If you ever want to bring me to my knees or win an argument, just let it down. I'll get the point."
I shake my hair loose and run my fingers through the wet mass to unravel the braid.
"Are you trying to bring me to my knees? Or win the argument?"
"Both."
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