"Muskrats don't have my soul patch." Which was usually about the extent of the facial hair he could grow in. If he ever became a hermit who didn't shave, he'd be hiding in embarrassment.
It took him a moment to let it sink in. He reached for one of her hands with one of his. "So... that means... we can be a we?"
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It took him a moment to let it sink in. He reached for one of her hands with one of his. "So... that means... we can be a we?"