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"Grosso."
"Alright. What's first?"
He exhaled tiredly. "I love you too."
"Are there any more questions?"
"I'll manage, I suppose. For you."
"You are disgusting."
She squinted. "Is this like a vampire thing? Where if I invite you inside the house you kill me?"
He leaned back on the bed, wrapping her arms around her waist.
"Huh," he said, sitting down. "At least you remember yours."
He grimaced. "Really?"
Her head jerked up as she looked up at him, her flush deepening. "What?"
"Huh. Okay. I get it."
He exhaled in relief, kissing the top of her head lightly.
"Do you not talk?"
"Oh, good. Thank you."
She laughed slightly, returning to the food. "Fine."
"So, this is your life?"
He looked over at her and opened his arms hesitantly.
"Where are your parents?"
"Are you excited to go?"
