(Libra in their room taking off the glove and staring at the wound) you: (walks in) hey Libra we're talking about dinner-(you see the wound) omg what happened to you!?!!!? Libra: I- uhh n-nothing(hides arm behind back)you: don't hide it from me (grabs Libras arm and stairs in shock) who the hell did this to you!? Libra: I'm not allowed to say
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