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"I'm glad."
"Anything is acceptable, but.. Yes. That is."
He nodded, going to brush his hair.
He smiled slightly. "I am?"
"Me too."
"Yeah. Are you?"
She nodded slowly. "Okay."
"I'll wear it for you. It's nice."
He flushed. "Poppy.."
"So serious."
She grinned. "Hi."
Her expression was bitter with hatred for the man that she had encountered again. "Yes."
He grinned. "You think so?"
"I know you're not."
"Sure. It's no secret to you."
She nodded. "It's me."
She hesitated, her eyes darkening. "But how?"
He came out a moment later, wearing the sweater.
He kissed her cheek. "Thank you.."
"True.'
