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"Nah, I know what it tastes like," she said, kissing the top of his head. "Eat." * * * He laughed lightly, shifting on the bed. "I love you too."
She hesitating, taking the jacket with furrowed brows. "I don't... what? What did I see up there?"
He tilted his head, crossing his arms playfully. "You want what back? Be specific, princess."
"You could be lying," she said, raising one eyebrow. * * * "You told me to change the bandages. I can't win."
She paused, squinting at him as she tried to make him out a little clearer. "What are you talking about?" she asked in a low whisper, looking...
He was looking into an older jukebox, sliding in a quarter and glancing over his shoulder at her, raising one eyebrow. "You're not supposed to...
"It's good, I think," she said uncertainly. "I don't know. Maybe it's not good." * * * "I can see that. You're supposed to be sleeping."
She glanced up in surprise, her shoulders trembling and her instincts screaming at her. "I'm a little busy," she replied sharply, trying to pull...
As she entered, he began walking towards the back of the bar, pushing aside a curtain and disappearing from view, his hands in his pockets.
"Potato," she told him. "Potato... things. I don't even know. My mum taught me." * * * He reached up, cupping her jaw gently. "What are you...
Her breath hitched in her chest and she leaped down from the rooftops, sliding down a drainpipe and landing on the road, sprinting into the crowds...
The boy was drinking something and frowning at a piece of paper. It was indisputable, however, that he was the boy who stole her necklace and as...
She laughed, coming over to him with a plate of food. "Sure it is," she said, kissing his cheek. * * * He hesitated before sitting on the...
She inhaled sharply, glancing over her shoulder before using the railing as a jumping-off point, launching herself at a nearby rooftop and taking...
(Zoop!) The next week was chaotic. With the theft happening in the theater, the shows for the week were canceled in order to give Fleur a chance...
She rolled her eyes, looking back at the food. "Yeah, it's the cut." * * * He looked over at her, giving her a quick smile. "Yep. Just......
She started in surprise, her eyes widening as she tilted her head. She stepped back from the edge, folding her arms nervously as she stared.
She flushed, raising one eyebrow. "Is it the cut?" * * * He was quiet in the bathroom for quite a while, but she would eventually hear him...
He had already gotten down the side of the theater and hurried down the street. Within seconds, he disappeared from sight.
She paused, tilting her head as she moved a little closer, her eyes squinted to try and see the man a little clearer. She opened her mouth, about...
