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Without any hesitation, digits curled to a fist and made direct contact to the lion’s nose. A huff escaping her lips before turning around the crab, unraveling her digits and crossing her arms underneath her frame. “Good try on lying to me. To the couch for tonight, Lance.”

The lion fell backwards, right onto the cold hard ground. Ah shit could she pack a punch. Rubbing his nose and wiping away dry blood the lion could do nothing. Yeah, he admits it was wrong of him to look at Cameron’s new found body type. But really, who wouldn’t stare? "–I already said I was sorry!—Tch, fine. Whatever.“
“I think so too. Thank you both.” Hands that were uncomfortably folded below his ample chest had descended akimbo to his...
Yeah he was pissed off, probably more annoyed than angry. Did he deserve it? Yes, but he couldn’t help but feel upset....