Allen sharply looked up at the sound of the familiar voice, surprise painted over his features for her to see clear as day while a small wooden skewer peeked out from between his lips having already started to remove the luscious dango that had been impaled with it.
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Date: 2016-04-21 11:49 am (UTC)From:"L-Lenalee!?"