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She took them, sighing slightly.
They got their donut holes in a small cardboard box and August looked at it curiously. "Donut... holes?"
She nodded, rubbing the back of her neck. "Thanks."
"Of course," the baker said cheerfully.
"I think so," she said, rubbing her arm. "It still doesn't feel great."
"What would you recommend?"
She nodded, rubbing the back of her neck. "Mmhm. I hugged him for a while and talked to him."
He moved in, thanking her. "What should we get? Bread?"
She came over to them, looking tired. "Hey, guys."
"I am so excited."
She left, closing the door behind her.
He followed her eagerly, skipping.
"Yeah... don't worry. I'll see you later, okay?"
He followed her, looking around eagerly.
She nodded, gritting her teeth. "Mmhmm.. I'm fine, don't worry."
She sighed worriedly, kissing his cheek affectionately before moving to stand up. Her aching limbs struck her and she stumbled, trying to steady...
He took it, sitting up.
She exhaled after a moment before pulling away. "I gotta go see Warner. Are you okay?"
"Sure!"
She nodded quickly, waving a hand to dismiss his concerns. “Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”
