Thatch... More roasted potatoes... [Speaking in his sleep, Ace's jaw went slack and he snored a bit--since he was a giant mouth breather, after all. When Selphie put herself on him, he shifted and grunted.
For a moment, he looked troubled in his sleep.]
No... I don't wanna... style my hair like yours...
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For a moment, he looked troubled in his sleep.]
No... I don't wanna... style my hair like yours...