Slade + Hamsi

A lapful of Hamsi is not what he'd bargained for, sitting in this circle. Slade looks affronted, but makes no move to get out of this weird embrace. His head snaps back a few inches. She's not really going to kiss him. Right? Of course she's not. "Hamsicle." He says back.

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