[He sighs loudly and leans back against the wall. He's almost inclined to agree with her. Hell is waiting for him back home, but at least he wouldn't have to deal with all this doubt and longing.]
Would it really be our decision? Anything between us, it'll all go back to this Cupid shit.
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Would it really be our decision? Anything between us, it'll all go back to this Cupid shit.