And no one is turning anyone into frog legs, either!
[NO ONE IS FIGHTING FOR HER LOVE. Or whatever this frog wants to do!
She could just walk away, she really could, and leave this man and this frog to duke it out over someone else, but Velvet takes him by his sparkly arm and starts to drag him away, but she can hear the wet plops of the frog's feet following them.
"We could have a battle of wits instead! Oh, or we might sing~!" 💚
Nope. Nope nope nope nope. She picks up the pace with enough vigour that her mask starts to slip from her face.]
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[NO ONE IS FIGHTING FOR HER LOVE. Or whatever this frog wants to do!
She could just walk away, she really could, and leave this man and this frog to duke it out over someone else, but Velvet takes him by his sparkly arm and starts to drag him away, but she can hear the wet plops of the frog's feet following them.
"We could have a battle of wits instead! Oh, or we might sing~!" 💚
Nope. Nope nope nope nope. She picks up the pace with enough vigour that her mask starts to slip from her face.]