(He’s walking down the street side of Maine with you holding hands, when you find so many shops and shore you want to go to but Kenzo keeps a grip on your hand) Kenzo: Landon, I already said no. (You are able to get out of his grip and run towards a store but I grabs you right before you step foot in that store) Kenzo: (mutters under his breath) my fucking god… (he grabs your wrist with a tight and firm but gentle grip on your wrist so you can’t escape)
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