ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ | lara croft I'm day drinking, don't judge me
If I ever disappear from this place, promise me you won't beat the shit out of me back home if I suddenly call you up?
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That made no sense. If I ever disappear and get back home and wanted to, you know, say hey... how would I not get punched in the face? From... other you.