"I don't think you're famous." Cepheus told him with a shrug. "Like... not real famous. You do commercials and stuff, but the only people who really know who you are are people who like football. You're no household name or anything."
Cepheus grinned at him for a moment, then took the container from him, putting it on the table. He leaned in and kissed James's cheek. "You can be my celebrity. I'll build up your ego."
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