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Ben muttered under his breath, but Joslyn didn't seem to care the least bit as she literally jumped on me, engulfing me in a bear hug.
"Oh my sweet little honey comb! My precious Doodly poo! What had that psycho beast done to you?"
Yup. Definitely over reacting.
And Doodly poo?
Before I could even answer, Jos begin lifting my arms, turning my head this way and that as if checking for something. "He hasn't left any marks has he? He hasn't tried any shit right?"
"If breaking two ribs is not considered shit then no I guess."
I shouldn't have said that, not when Jos released a long wail and fell back in my arms, comforting me or getting comforted, I didn't know.
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