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She once again didn't reply, before forcefully trying to push past him again.
He joined her, taking a seat."
"Leifson?"
(Yoop!)
She slowly stuck her tongue out, revealing that it now looked like a snake.
She didn't reply, once again trying to move past him.
Francis was quiet, looking up with awe.
"Hm.. Alright."
She kissed his cheek before getting some tomatoes.
She looked around for a moment and he would suddenly feel magic being conducted, though there was no obvious changes or vines.
She didn't reply, trying to push past him.
He started towards the door, his eyes warm.
"You think..?"
She laughed. "Alright. Sounds good."
She held her hand out.
She pulled against him, her eyes ahead.
He chuckled, standing up and offering his hand.
"What kind of bet?"
"Nope."
"So should I take your hand?"
