Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-187.151.27.29-20190527032116/@comment-36855838-20190630125359

Claudius straightened his cap, the Fedora had grown slightly lopsided when a powerful gust of wind swept by.

As he did so, Charles, or as everybody else called hin, Charlie, knelt and made sure their shoes were properly tied.

The dou was certainly odd, Claudius would never doubt that, but ever since he adopted Charles and began to teach him, they had been like one body, a seamless duo.

Fully satisfied that their clothes were as perfect as could be, they made their way to the largest park in town, where the mayor, King Stevems, had said an unusual level of succubi had begun to congregate.

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Arriving on scene, the duo found nothing truly peculiar, just a normal day at the park.

The main path, which wound and weaved through well cultivated bushes and properly cared for trees, was technically just a bicycle path, but the people who lived in the nearby apartments had no apace for bicycles, and so it was instead used mainly by those who liked to stroll or jog.

Charles tugged on Claudius' coattails.

"I'm kinda tired, could we rest a while?"

He recieved a silent nod in return, and the pair eased themselvws into the mearest bench.

"Seeing as we're in the area with the most foot traffic," Claudius whispered, "what d'you say we just wait here and observe?'

Charles paused, pulling a pair of lemonade cans from his pocket cooler.

"Sure."

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