As the angels saw the impression of his face it was immidiately clear, Mike must be helped out of the deep sadness first. “Can we be seen, Chris?” "Hell no, Chris was laughing,“they would arrest us immidiately as weird persons…” "So I like to stick him a lil… " By saying this, he already sticks his finger into Mikes chest, like a lil bird picking food, he picks Mikes skin. It took a moment before Mike realizes that going, “fuck**** Mosquitos…!” And he tries to get rid of the “mosquito”…
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