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Disneymaniac 
Conan kept going, especially after he heard that is was probably the yellow. Suddenly he was just standing there, shivering, in just his underpants and socks. His clothes were in a neat pile in front of him.
"You should find someone else." Like Treyen. He would help. Not Conan though. He would never go out. Not outside, and not in his underpants. "Try Treyen Lockhart. He is nice." Of course he was. Conan loved him, secretly. A bromance love. Not anything.
The young professor was taking her daily walk around the castle when she turned the corner and stopped...was that a young man in his.his...unders ahead...she tried to stiffle a giggle and then she walked a little bit faster towards the boys standing there...one in robes and the other well half naked...surely there was an explanation...of course there was always an explanation...she forced to get the smile off her face.
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Ummmm..I'm sorry to interrupt but is there a reason that you are standing in the middle of the corridor in just your underpants?" she asked with a blank face and a sweet voice....maybe he was sick...or maybe someone had bullied him out of his robes...or maybe...or maybe who knows....she shook her head slightly back and forth and glanced between the boys hoping that one of them had an answer.