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Wade and I had just finished a job and we were really worn out. We were laying on the ground and he cleared his throat. I looked over and he was making grotesque motions with his hands. "Ugh, Wade, really?" I said, clearly grossed out. I got up and walked away. Wade got up and jogged after me. "Wait y/n! I was just joking. Unless?" He said in a mischievous tone, but I cut him off. "Not in a hundred years, Wilson."
