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He looked up at her. "I will later."
"I won't tell you anything." He grinned at her. "I love you."
"Isn't that, like, dangerous?"
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He was at his desk still, looking over papers.
He leaned into her touch. "Well.. It's nice."
"But it's dark.."
She nodded, watching her go.
His voice sounded. "Come in."
"That's good, right?"
She looked up, frowning. "Why?"
She nodded slowly. "..Alright."
"A school, right? A type of school."
He grinned. "You're cute."
She continued in silence, saying nothing.
"Well.. Maybe if I find a dress," she said, half-joking. "I will try, since you've invited me."
He followed, looking around curiously.
He reached up and brushed her hair back. "Thank you."
She tilted her head. "Huh."
She seemed surprised. "Like.. To sell flowers?"
