Twilight's head shoots up from his dresser. He had his pants on, and had just been looking for a shirt. A look of utter shock and guilt came across his face. He didn't want to have to face her, but what else was there to do? His heart was torn, but in the end, his heart, not his head, won. He ran and answered the door, his bare chest still freshly scarred. His tan face was pasted with guilt. "Yes, Crystaline?" -- Residential Caves

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