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Confi: Haha...Bly, no way you can fight with me..
Bly: This is so unfair.... does size matters that much?
Confi: Now, you're talking sense. Of course, size matters....kekekke
Ok, recess time. Take a drink first.
Bly: Man, even getting a drink, I'm losing to her...cis!
Confi: C'mon Bly. You gotta play fair. No ass attack!
Bly: GIVE ME THE BALL!!!
Confi: You want the ball, you've to COME and get it.
Confi: kekeke...oh, poor you...
At the end, Bubbly din get to touch the ball at all. But the ball makes a huge difference. Without the ball, they end up like this...
But we think it's time to have some fun again...But, under watchful eyes.


Less than five minutes of wrestling, we got worried. Joshua has to quickly budge in and act as the mediator.
No more war...make peace, you two.
Who says we were having war? Tis is love....a little fight makes the world go round..



No challenge, tis one. It doesn't fight back..
But, wait a second... why am I still as tired as hell? (breathing heavily..)
Alas, Bly gave up fighting and decided to enjoy a good old tennis match.