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He laughed slightly. "A bit."
She looked over at him thoughtfully. "Alright ."
He folded his hands in satisfaction. "Yup."
He laughed. "You'll live."
She noticed he stopped and did the same, looking up. "What is it?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Thanks. But.. Yuck. I'm just doing it because It's what should be done."
She nodded, picking up her muffin. "Let's go."
He looked over at her. "I'm glad you're okay."
She laughed. "Perfect."
He leaned his head back with a yawn. "I'm tired."
She gave him hers, taking a piece off his and giving it back.
"I'm kind of.. relieved. I feel better now that people know."
"We could trade a piece?"
He looked over at her. "About.. the shot?"
She tilted her head, gesturing to hers. "I have my own. It wouldn't be fair to have some of yours too."
He huffed, leaning back.
"I know," she said, her expression softening momentarily. "But.. my feelings will be hurt if you turn it down."
"Still," he said sternly. "It's scary."
She slipped it on. "You should eat some of your muffin."
He frowned slightly. "That's too close."
