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Prim: *straddles ants lap*

Prim: does my baby have a problem

Ant: *swallows and nods*

Prim: *tries to get up*

Ant: *puts his hands on her hips to keep her put* don't start what you won't finish

Prim: *looks at him for a second and I guess grinds against him my brains deciding to fail me*

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