"W-"
"Is it meee?~ Am I your ideal typeee~?"
His eyes widen
"N-N-NO! No-I mean-n-not that you're not-b-but you're not-b-but I-I like you-b-but I don't liikeee you-nnnnn-"
"Hehe, it's fine."
"I-I-it's-it's not you-"
are you sure about that?
"Okay....?
"It's not."
"I know. You're anoying now."
He poofed
"..."
Tobin just picks up his book and flies off
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