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She grinned, sitting up and watching.
"Yeah, that's true. Just like extra friends."
"I am not. Get dressed, scaredy chicken."
"This is nice," he said quietly. "Even if it doesn't really mean anything."
She gave him a small smile. "I hope it turns out okay."
"Hm.."
He opened his arms curiously.
"See? It's just fine."
"Wow."
"Are you chicken?"
"I wouldn't have a problem."
"What did you say?"
"Tomorrow."
He raised an eyebrow. "You wouldn't."
"I'm okay.. Did you finish the letter?"
"No murder today!"
He rolled his eyes. "I'm not a child. I have self control."
"Nothing. I'm sorry for waking you."
"So we can't go through with it."
"You compliment me but I can't compliment you."
