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"I'm not disappointed," she said, her head cocking. "Well.. Kinda. But that's alright."
"Mostly things that include using legs."
"Yeah." *** "I'm never wrong."
"I love you."
She said nothing more, only nodding. "Alright, then. I will still stay you're my friend, though."
"I know it is."
"No." *** "Absolutely perfect."
She rested her head on his shoulder. "Ridiculous."
"Well what's wrong with that?"
"Everything," he said quietly. "Everything."
"No you can't." *** "Yuh uh."
She moved to him, giving him a kiss.
She took a bite of the toast. "Why not?"
He silenced again, his brows furrowed.
"To me you are." *** "You're perfect."
She flushed, but crossed her arms with a grumble.
"Why not?"
"No chair."
"It's cool." *** "I think so, too."
"You're mean to me."
