Will: Nico, try to make up a poem.
Nico: No.
Will: Come on Neeks, just a stupid little poem.
Nico: No
Will: Please? *puppy eyes*
Nico: Fine, ok. Roses are red, violets are blue, ask me again, and I will stab you.
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