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[headjacked]

... ...okay, okay, if. If you promise. I wasnt really planning on going after him or anything.

[ Sniffle. Shuffle. Then some highly uncomfortable silence as the shuffling gets louder. A tinny shriek, and ]





... Dumpy's stuck to my face.

[jumpthegun]

I promise to do my best, Rhys.

[And then John has to work very hard not to laugh.]

Mm... That's, uh. That's rough, mate. Can you cry a little more? Get him unstuck?