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"Are you two...dating?"
Dorothy's eyes widened in shock. She flailed her hands in front while saying, "No," on repeat. "It's not like that Miss Lin!" she became flustered and blushed for a second before clearing her throat. She gave Four a side glance before continuing. "It's just that... hearing you say you'll tie Mister Young in bed..."
"Ah, yes," Zeirenne innocently nodded her head. "I'm determined to tie him in bed to make sure he doesn't walk around ripping his stitches open. What about it? Do you think that's too much of an abuse? Are you against it? I'll be doing it for his own good though."
Dorothy and Four eyed one another before facepalming themselves. They shook their heads at the same time, and four said, "Don't even bother explaining. I don't think they'll even get it."
"The what? Huh?" Zeirenne furrowed her brows toward the two before turning to Jin. "What are you both talking about?"
