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"You don't have to cry!" he said, frowning.
She slipped a leg over his, looking up at him and sticking her tongue out.
He looked over at her with a frown. "O, why are you crying?"
"Oh, it's not that good," she complained teasingly.
He looked up as well, squinting. "Me too."
She laughed, leaning her head on him. "Grooossss."
He exhaled slowly. "Being fast doesn't mean your invisible, silly."
She shut the door, sitting next to him, she leaned into him. "Ruuuude."
He shook his head sadly. "No way. She's got lots of people helping her. We're waaaay outmatched."
She poked his back as he passed. "Don't be rude."
He looked down at her before lying down as well. "But we can't. She baaad. Mean. I wanna punch her in her stupid face."
She laughed as well, letting him go and moving ahead, opening the door to their space. "Noo! Here it is!"
Awhile later, Abel was leaning against the counter, his speech a bit slurred. "Hmph.. Why do we have to stay in here? It's not fair."
She was leaning against him, a wide grin on her face. "I.. I think the room is right over here.'
She coughed a little, squinting. "Kinda burns."
He gave it to her.
She looked nervous, but nodded, taking the shot.
He laughed, going to put it in the fridge before pausing. "Uh huh. When do you want it?"
She nodded slowly. "Okay."
He chuckled, looking up at her. "I don't know about that."
