Clockmatic ff pt6

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Animatic shifted, staring at the mug of coffee in his grasp. He took a sip, even though he knew how caffeine made him act. He needed something to ease his mind after the argument. He drank some more, not realizing Clock was sneaking up on him. Clock put his hands on his waist, leaning against his back. “-Ah, Good morning...” Animatic mumbled. “Good morning, hon.” Clock replied, absorbed in his warmth. “Why are you so clingy all of the sudden-” Clock smirked. “Because I can, Love.”
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