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It's called a hongiAustralia spread out across a lawn chair; his arms and legs hanging off at ether sides. His brown hair was slicked back with two stubborn locks which stuck out; much like Austria's hair. The weather wasn't as hot as what he was used too in Brisbane but the Auckland summer was still pretty blistering so he was too tired too do anything productive.It's called a hongi2 years ago in Short Stories
He only wore a pair of board shorts which were still wet from the ocean; happy he didn't have too worry about being eaten by a shark or Crocs. The plaster across his nose was losing its stick at the edges and flapping up slightly.
He was alone at New Zealand's house because she had gone too a Marai
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