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"I'm glad you're my friend, too."
"Is it because you don't trust me?" she asked, not unkindly but rather sadly.
"Never ever."
She was silent, her hands frozen as she almost looked like she had the stars in her eyes.
"I know. We can talk about it now. Will you go on a date with me?"
He sighed. "You're fine."
She sighed, taking it back. "You know I can keep watch if I have to."
She nodded. "The best pillow, because it hugs me."
She blushed heavily, surprised at first, but didn't pull away. Kissing him back, instead.
"Yeah. If you say it's okay of course."
"Petra, you pretty much are my best friend anyways. I know you're not cruel. We did talk about that night."
She grabbed it, offering. "It's still more comfortable."
"Then you can be a pillow for now."
She chuckled slightly as his reaction, her eyes warm.
"Probably one more person."
He tilted his head, somewhat surprised. "It was a bad joke. I'm sorry, Petra."
"I have an extra one."
"Yeah. You could probably be a mattress as well."
She offered him one, holding it up.
"Us."
