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"I'll be okay."
He looked tentative, his head cocked.
She nodded, satisfied.
"Hm. Okay."
He watched her go, his head tilting.
She waved it off. "It's fine."
"Are you upset with me?"
She pulled away. "And your socks."
"Then we will see."
He frowned slightly. "Alright."
"Right."
He was quiet before moving to leave.
"Yeah."
"If you say so."
He turned his head, kissing her hair.
"It's for anything I grow. That's why I like naturally growing my garden."
He tilted his head, his brows furrowing. "Bye.."
She kissed his cheek.
"Maybe."
He sighed. "I love you."
