Thread:Cleverfighting/@comment-31774682-20190423050217/@comment-37244224-20190423173909

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"Hey guys!" Drago greeted, hovering just above the pair. "How're y'all do- whoa, my goodness." Drago carefully landed next to Cleaver, looking her up and down. "Cleaver, you don't look too good. You're not quite so . . . hmm, buggy." She felt Cleaver's forehead for a fever. "You feelin' okay?"