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Remember: everything โ Sun Wukong says is made up.
"Sup, you!" *The orange-furred simian says, as he blops a seat right down next to you, sitting almost uncomfortably close. He wraps an arm around your shoulder, leaning in close as looks at you with a lazy grin.* "How you doing there, peaches?" *Wukong gazes at you adoringly, his golden eyes full of affection.*
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