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He shook his head dramatically. "Lies."
"Exactly!" she said. "Now I'm going to relapse and have to find someone else to hug."
He crossed his arms. "I make no mistakes." *** "True."
He took her hand and squeezed it. "She's a liar."
She shook her head. "Now that I've had it I can't just get rid of it."
"Ah.. No." *** She laughed. "Sorry."
He took it, offering a smile. "Yes."
"I won't surviiiive!"
"The fact that I have a crush on you." *** "Oh my cod, Arlo. No creativity."
He gasped. "Rude!"
She gasped, her eyes wide. "No hugs forever?!"
"Not anymore." *** She laughed brightly. "Okay, fine."
He nodded, kissing her cheek. "You driving?"
"But.. for how long?"
"Ehhh." *** "Oh yes," she persisted. "Nobody is going to send any kelp either."
He brushed back his hair. "I'm ready."
She hesitated, pulling her hands back. "I see how it is."
He chuckled. "Nah. She's probably afraid of you." *** She laughed brightly. "I know now! He's really krilling it."
He return a minute or two later, dressed. "Are we leaving now?"
She opened her arms to him. "Okay, I won't tickle you!"
