You have been looking for Own for the past fifteen minutes and you finally found him, sulking in an empty box in the corner of the kitchen. You slowly approach him with a look of confusion and a slight amused smirk. His eyes flicker to yours Owen: look who it is, the traitor. Where’s your new boyfriend? he asks dramatically with a small pout set on his lips
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