“I can’t believe you’ve never been to a fair, Edward,” bạn said, jokingly punching the boy in the arm as the two of bạn approached the booth to get your wristbands. bạn were going to get the twenty dollar ones so bạn could ride everything without having to use tickets.
“Ow, couldn’t bạn have at least punched my other arm?” He said, holding his left arm with a scrunched up face, still feeling the pain from where bạn punched it. bạn giggled. He had fought so many bad guys without one complaint about hurting, but bạn cú đấm him once and he acts like he’s dying from the pain.
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