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A COMFORTABLE SILENCE filled the air. the pair carefully listened to the barely audible sounds of nature: birdsong, the hoot of an owl, the buzzing of insects.
"so," they said, lengthening the 'o' sound, "what's your name, pretty stranger?"
the nickname caused ranboo to become slightly flustered. pretty stranger, huh. "ranboo. it's ranboo." he sighed in a relaxed tone. "and yours?"
"the name's (y/n)." they smiled.
and at that very moment, the stars seemed to align.
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