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"You'll wear it, won't you?"
"Because we're already married, so it's weird that you're trying to make good first impressions."
Poppy returned about an hour later, exhaling slowly as she closed the door behind her.
"Yes, of course."
"You can see how that would be counterintuitive, yes?"
(Zoop?)
"No, you misunderstand. I'm making one for you."
"I see... you're trying to make a good first impression on your husband who you're married to."
She left the room, closing the door behind her.
"Make your daisy crown, baby boy."
His eyes widened. "Really? She stabbed me and you call that 'eccentric'?"
"Yeah. You too."
"Making a daisy crown. What are you doing?"
"Huh. Have I met her?"
She exhaled slowly and nodded, kissing his cheek. "Yeah, okay. I love you."
She laughed, her shoulders shaking with the action. "You're glad I love you. That's nice," she said, grabbing a handful of daisies and braiding...
"Weird? How so?"
She frowned, looking at the ground for a moment. "Okay, look. Just... stay here while I take Diana to school, okay? I'll come home and we'll...
"I love you too, you silly thing."
"Really? What's that like?"
