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Kol lets out an inaudible breath and rolls his eyes heavenwards—oh Klaus, you are an idiot. “Mind if I join you?”
“What if I said no?”
He drags a stool nearer. “Wouldn’t stop me.” (x)
I love you two so much that you can’t even imagine.
