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Damien: Ow, I cut my finger.

Will: Want me to kiss it better?

Damien: *Blushes* WhAt?! How would that help!?

Will: Whenever I get injured Mónica kisses where I'm hurt and it feels better!

Damien: I see...

*Later*

Damien: Amir, I need you to punch me in the face.

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