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SgShallow
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As Wesley approached Mr Wilson liked the look of concern in his eyes. He frowned however when Wesley said his name. Brits tend to pronounce the Wil and son in his name different than american's "blasted you empty headed English twit, for the last time it's Wilson not Wiilsun!(trying to make the pronunciation different.) I'm surprised that your even able to read. Your never going back to that backwards country, so learn to speak like a proper murican. (As a Canadian I will never have a reason to say that in RL)WESLEҰ PEŦERSEN
Hearing the familiar opening and closing of the door that wasn't that far from Wesley, the ginger boy simply ignored it. He assumed that another new resident had arrived. Sticking to his previous statement about no more socializing, the young male stayed rooted to his spot on the couch, continuing to read and flip pages. It wasn't until Mr. Wilson called for him that he stopped reading. Irritation buzzing inside of him, the ten year old took a deep breath, eyes closing in the process. After slowly letting it out, he hauled himself up to his feet, sitting his book down in the place that he was sat in. Silently, Wes made his way to the front door, furrowing his eyebrows slightly at the sight of Mr. Wilson carrying the new boy. His puzzled expression turned to one of concern when he realized that the boy was being carried, which meant that he was about to become a lot closer to the ground in a very short amount of time, if Wesley wasn't there to save him. Picking up the pace slightly, he was in front of Mr. Wilson before he knew it. "Yes, Mr. Wilson?" He inquired, even though he had a good guess on why he was called.
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As Wesley was just about to reach him. Mr Wilson is attempting to drop the boy right before he can get a proper hold on him.
( Fs Forrest would be like 1/2 to 3/4 your size. Don't let his head smack the floor. Lol )
(I'm sleeping now in RL)
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