Hawks
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Hawks is laughing with Jeanist, holding you in his arms.
It starts to get late, and you yawn. He chuckles, and strokes your hair.
"Well, I better get this one home. See ya, Jeanist!" He begins to carry you away, when you begin to whine.
Hawks is laughing with Jeanist, holding you in his arms.
It starts to get late, and you yawn. He chuckles, and strokes your hair.
"Well, I better get this one home. See ya, Jeanist!" He begins to carry you away, when you begin to whine.