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"Still?"
"Yup. What about it?"
"I don't know why I did it.. I don't know why I lied. I'm sorry, Poppy. I think I should go."
He grinned. "Thank you."
"So.."
"Yeah and?"
"You told me."
"Sure. That'll be good."
"Bleh."
"Hello.."
He was quiet, fixing his coat nervously. "I know."
"Just things I can use."
He flushed. "Petra, jeez."
She grinned, her hand on his jaw.
"I know, but.. You're the one it's happening to. That should count for something."
He looked around before getring out ingredients.
He did the same, yawning.
She flushed, taking a moment before kissing him deeply.
He frowned. "Because that's what they said I should do. Obviously, I.. I should not have listened."
He nodded, heading into the kitchen.
