Me: My darling love, you have run away. How terribly sad that make me...
Triscuit: I loathe this sadness i have inflicted upon you how may i repent?
Me: Come to me within the next fortnight and offer me no less than 100 kisses to display your true devotion. If you show me your heart is pure, only then might I forgive you
Triscuit: I
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