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He looked over at her from the stove. "Yeah. I'm just making one more."
She laughed slightly . "What girl did you steal for last night?"
He nodded, gesturing to the counter. "They're over there."
She squinted. "I don't know if I believe that."
He shrugged slightly. "I just wanted to."
She looked up at him. "What did you steal?"
He nodded, going back to the kitchen.
"One flower isn't going to hurt anyone," she said, hesitating. "Or I hope not.'
He nodded, gesturing to the kitchen. "Do you want some?"
She flushed slightly, taking it. "Thank you."
He was frowning, but hesitated slightly. "I made quesadillas."
She looked confused but curious, her head tilted slightly
A short while later he knocked on her door.
She looked thoughtful. "Hmm.. Probably daisies or roses. Why?"
He watched the door curiously before getting up and going into the kitchen to make food.
She was looking around as well, her hands behind her back.
He looked a little confused, but nodded. "Okay.'
She brightened a bit. "Okay."
He frowned, sighing as he wrapped up his plans. "Fine."
She looked up at him. "This is cool."
