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He nodded, lying back.
He flushed, taking her hands. "Thanks, Luce. I appreciate you."
He looked uncertain. "I'm.. nervous. Before I didn't really have to worry about doing things right but now it's all I can think about."
He seemed hesitant, but joined her on the hammock.
He took her hand, joining her.
He tilted his head curiously as he looked outside. "Huh. Alright."
He looked out the window with a tilted head. "Yeah. There weren't any problems."
He blushed again, scratching his temple. "Thanks... I think you're all those things too."
"That's good news," he said brightly. "I was really nervous you would only like me as a friend."
"It took me awhile," he admitted. "How else was I supposed to tell you?"
He seemed only slightly embarrassed. "Forward?:
He flushed under her touch, saying nothing as a grin slowly crossed his mouth.
His eyes widened slightly as he watched her intensely. "Like.. More than a friend way?"
He nodded slowly, looking nervous. "Yes. I like you."
He looked confused for a moment before shaking his head. "I didn't get the clock because of your birthday. I got the clock because, well.. I like...
He reached into his bag hesitantly before pulling out the clock and setting it on the table. "I, er.. found this for you a bit ago. I tried...
He did sit, bringing his bag into his lap as he looked up at her. "So.. Lucy."
"That's rude," he teased lightly. "I'm just fine."
He shrugged slightly, looking nervous. "Just wanted to stop in."
"It's awesome. Good job."
