[Oh. Huh. Well. This was not seriously anticipated. Larry swallows and heavily sighs with the buden of trying to come up with a solution to this pickle It is a good thing he can tuck his face into Freddy's neck. Another breath so he can whisper.]
Don't move. A little longer. We gotta do this real slow.
[Cuz the stall next to them is now occupied. Sigh. Larry rubs his messy paw on his freckled belly.]
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Don't move. A little longer. We gotta do this real slow.
[Cuz the stall next to them is now occupied. Sigh. Larry rubs his messy paw on his freckled belly.]