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He sat down beside her. "So we're good."
Her expression softened. "I will."
"I'll eat it your way."
She hugged her back, her bows furrowing slightly. "I'll miss you."
"Oh, hush," he said, bringing out two forks. "You're fine."
She nodded. "We have to head back to the city for now, but I'll be sure to visit more often."
He rolled his eyes. "Oh hush."
She smiled at her warmly. "Hey."
He laughed slightly. "I'll try it."
Fleur frowned, her brows furrowed. "Бабушка?"
"What? But then I have all the stuff I want on one space."
She rolled her eyes playfully, continuing towards the garden.
He frowned, looking over at her. "..Yes?"
She groaned, leaning her head back. "Terrible."
He looked over. "Alright! I'll get the plates ready."
She glanced at his hands for a moment, her heartbeat quickening slightly. She looked up at him again. "You asked her that just to fool me like this?"
He went into the kitchen for a drink.
She stared at him before letting go with a sigh. "You're awful."
He nodded. "Yeah, let's do that."
She took his face in her hands. "Why do you torture me like this?"
