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OH NO!
OH MY
SAN LANG!
A-are you okay?
Do you need ice?
Are you bleeding?
How many heads to I have?!
I never really thought about San Lang having trouble with being blind to one side... until today..
Just wandering around with you is one of my favorite activities. Whether we have a destination is not important. It's the way you make your pace match mine, the way your hand fits in mine, the way our arms sometimes bump into each other, because I want to walk closer to you.