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I love you -Masky x Hoody /1x1\ as if I loved you forever

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Hoody shifted on the rock, his best friend. And crush beside him. For some unknown reason, it was hard to just sit still and such beside Masky. And he didn't know why at all, so he just stared off into then distace. He wore a blue hoody he had wanted, in which Masy had gotten for him. Since his other hood had to be cleaned and such. In which the masked proxy beside him insisted that he liked it. Going on about how dashing and such it looked on him. In that made the proxy smile. He looked up and over to Masky, who had always been slightly taller than him for some unknown reason, but he didn't mind. He blushed happily as he shifted on the rock again. Biting his lip behind his mask. "Šø, ńìčė dāÿ. døñt ÿøū thìñk?" He asked. His mask making his voice sound a bit robotic (like the one in The Seer). He glanced back to look at the sky. In which it was a nice day. They haven't gotten a chance to relax in so long.
 
Masky sat silently, staring off. He looked towards Hoody for a short moment before looking back at the distance. Nothing was there. Nothing interesting at least so he was just staring out there, maybe hoping to see something new for a change. Something interesting. But nothing was there. The sounds were the normal sounds, the smells were the normal smells. Everything was normal. He looked at Hoody once he said something and gave a light smile from behind his mask. "Nicer than it usually is." He said quietly, looking back forward. He fiddled with his thumbs silently as well, keep his mind preoccupied even though it didn't.
 
Hoody gave a short chuckle. Which sounded weird because of the translator he had in his mask. "Ãt łēášt šłēñdēr łēt ūš håvē á dàÿ øff" he stated. Shifting on the rock again. Staring out into the forbidding woods. In which he had never really liked entering alone, but with Masky he felt better than anything else. And his company always comforted him. He enjoyed how close they were, he knew a lot about his crush. Like how his real name Timothy, or Tim for short. While, he struggled to remember his own. Brian that was his name. It took him a while to remember. But he had finally managed to remember his own name. In which was a good thing.
 

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