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"Do you need a ride home? I feel bad that you walked here only to have to leave again."
He sighed slightly. "He'll kick you out if necessary, Aspen. Don't do this again, okay?"
"Yes... his name is Mack."
"Ach, you prude."
"No, it's not," he said, reaching up and grabbing her hand. His warm brown eyes were earnest and worried. "This is important, Aspen. Please."
"What about me?"
"Because you're pure. Warner gets it, right?"
"But you did it again just now. I told you to go to bed, and you refused. You have to be careful."
(Zoop?)
"Oh, okay."
"Well, not for you, Sariel."
He didn't even blink, looking up at her. "I'm serious. I stopped Eli this time, but he has a point."
"But yeah, you're right. That'd be gross."
He squinted. "Lo?"
"Ooh. Those are always fun."
He sighed, looking at the door for a moment before sitting down. "Aspen, you really gotta watch that tendency."
"Nothing is gross in love."
"What's their name?"
"Warns, where would we find a mop?"
He frowned. "You've had a long day. You should sleep."
