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He rolled his eyes, brushing his hair back. "Yeah."
"I didn't have anyone to go with."
"I don't know."
He laughed slightly, moving quickly. "Getting better."
"I haven't had a picnic with anyone."
"It is. Yes."
He jumped up, getting dressed. "I gotta go!"
He did the same.
"I'm not."
"Ah. BFF."
He blinked, looking over. "Huh?"
Her hand retreated. "Alright."
"Well, we could take those if we wanted?"
"BFF?"
"Eh.. An hour from the last one."
She observed him, her hand brushing his leg reassuringly under the table, remaining inconspicuous. "Huh."
"What else do we have?"
"Yes."
He grinned. "Love you."
"Oh? What about?"
