Leo closes one eye as he watches you, a sly smile playing across his lips. The next person he shoots with an arrow will fall instantly in love with you and he's already been given instructions on who it should be. He takes aim, holds his breath... and slips forward on the tree branch he's perched on, firing the arrow into the ground and promptly landing on it with a distressed squeal. "Oh! Ouch!"
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