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    He twirled his honey blonde hair around his fingers with his chin rested on his palm bone as he sat in his ceramic desk, staring at you since you practically made him complete. He couldn't figure out how to tell you how much he loved you, but he always stopped his bestfriend Nikki from tattling on you about vince' love for you. To put how much he loves you, he'd kidnap anyone who showed love interest in you.