"I know he doesn't." Zealia said with a nod. "I know him like the back of my hand. He's just stubborn." She sighed. "....W-Where will you go after we leave?"
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Before Charlie was even done standing up, he found himself spinning softly, his feet rising just a few inches off the ground before he found himself being embraced within the green nymph's arms. Her long orange hair tickled his ears, his nostrils drowning in her rose vanilla scent. Her breasts were just as comfortable like they were years ago–in fact, they were bouncier and larger which served as a perfect cushion to rest your head on in a hug. "Thank you, Charlie." She spoke into his head, placing a small kiss onto his forehead. And although she didn't know if she would see him again tonight or ever again, a frail smile expanded across her face. "I'm happy I was able to see you again."
* * *
Before Charlie was even done standing up, he found himself spinning softly, his feet rising just a few inches off the ground before he found himself being embraced within the green nymph's arms. Her long orange hair tickled his ears, his nostrils drowning in her rose vanilla scent. Her breasts were just as comfortable like they were years ago–in fact, they were bouncier and larger which served as a perfect cushion to rest your head on in a hug. "Thank you, Charlie." She spoke into his head, placing a small kiss onto his forehead. And although she didn't know if she would see him again tonight or ever again, a frail smile expanded across her face. "I'm happy I was able to see you again."