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"But of the roles were reversed and we did deserve it.." *** She beamed at him, squeezing his hand. "I won't leave."
"No," he replied thoughtfully. "I would burn all your things."
"Oh yeah?" She asked curiously, stretching her arms. "Like what?"
He frowned. "I guess, but what if the roles were reversed?" *** She sighed. "I'll just leave."
He gasped. "You wouldn't!"
She laughed brightly, her nose crinkling with the action. "You're welcome!"
"That would be considered actual theft." *** She pursed her lips. "Just me?"
He frowned. "Not one."
She grinned. "Fine! I won't!"
He pursed his lips. "Oh yeah." *** "I take full responsibility.'
"But not killing you, in this case."
She chuckled, brushing back her hair. "I'll try."
He grinned. "Right!" *** She held his arm. "Sorryyy."
"Yeah, but killing wouldn't be right.. maybe you witnessed a murder."
"It'll be fine," she reassured. "I won't need help."
He chuckled, starting the car. "Right? I love cats." *** She kissed his cheek. "Sorry."
"I know," he replied, "but if you screamed."
She sighed. "What's done is done."
He nodded, opening the door. "I will." *** "That's true," she teased. "Glad I didn't."
"At this point, I think we're past that," he teased, moving his hand. "Don't scream, though. What if I go to jail because they thought I was being...
