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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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