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[What does your muse mean to mine] "Can I just... Almost everything?"
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He can’t say anything. There’s this indescribable feeling of absolute incredibility. He can’t even remember whatever they were, but still he stays and just…loves him. He can only bite his lip and cross his arms, a protective gesture to himself. 

Charlie smiled sheepishly, his wings shaking softly. He looked up at Felix nervously, his face a deep shade of red.