by The Üpside Down » Sat Sep 17, 2016 4:42 pm
Braylyn shook her head.
"I'm...I'm fine. Just a symptom of boxing. Gotta give up some stuff to do what I love." Braylyn said, pecking him on the cheek softly. She he;d his hand and rubbed it softly.
"I got hit. Hard. I've been off ever since." Braylyn confessed.
Brooke noticed he didn't seem to care. She still held his hand and brought their faces inches from each others.
"So, leather boy. I may be Mrs. Armadillo..." Brooke trailed off, her thoughts being fumbled by River's enchanting eyes.
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