Viva: *sleeps in her bed* ðï¸
Clay: I know just what to do, my love...*he takes out a marker* ð¤
*cut to Viva's face covered in marker and whipped cream* ðï¸
Clay: She's gonna be so mad, bro! ð
*Clay and Spruce both high five* ð
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