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He kissed her quickly and playfully, giving her a kind grin. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
He started, gasping for breath as he woke. "What? What? What's wrong?"
(Zoop?)
"It's alright, Bee. I can manage."
She gave him some blanket and turned on the TV.
Jack was still fast asleep, stretched out next to her.
She planted a kiss in his hair before leaving.
She gestured next to her, unfolding the blanket.
(Yoop!)
"Mm. I love you, Sam."
"You don't need to be sorry. You're very sweet. Do you want to watch a movie?"
He followed soon afterwards.
"How do you propose doing that?"
"Of course."
She shook her head, taking the ice cream gratefully. "It's not your fault. You're so sweet for coming over."
He muttered under his breath before pulling her close, closing his eyes.
He flushed slightly, but pursed his lips as he considered her question. "Probably not well..."
"Sorry, Sam. I have a lesson to teach."
"Yeah," she said bitterly, picking up the newspaper. "I figured."
"Oh, definitely."
