( Oh, sorry, was there a line? If there was, Spain doesn't care. As soon as Holden arrives, Spain is making a beeline straight towards him. There's a cheerful smile on his face but it doesn't match with his cold eyes.
As soon as he's close enough, he'll go to tackle Holden back into the ground, one fist raised, )
Hello, Holden. ( The smile just grows wider. Someone is mad in more than once sense of the word. ) Don't disappoint me.
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As soon as he's close enough, he'll go to tackle Holden back into the ground, one fist raised, )
Hello, Holden. ( The smile just grows wider. Someone is mad in more than once sense of the word. ) Don't disappoint me.
( And here come the punches. )