Uh huh. [Intoxicating as fuck. He practically hears the strains of some throwback skin flick starting. Though the lighting is a little bit better. The stars look about the same as these two fucks here. Larry tells himself just one kiss. They gotta go places. His paw balls the collar of Freddy's shirt pulling him behind the stall door so that they're completely hidden for the lip lock.]
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Quick thinking cowpoke.
[Huff, puff.]