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"You're making me blush."
"Nnooo! Stay back!"
"Not yet. We should be okay."
She shook her head, shunning him.
She looked up at him, tilting her head with a grin.
She flushed. "Ah."
"Petraaa, nooo."
He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her.
"I'm shunning you again."
She laughed. "Magic socks."
"Then what?"
"Nuh uh."
"I love you too."
She raised her hand up to swat it. "Okay, okay. Your magic is impressive enough. You don't have to bully me like this."
She grinned, going to him. "Do you think so? You have a pair as well."
"But isn't that biologically my whole point in life?"+
"For some reason I don't believe that."
"No. Just saying."
She squinted at him before shunning him playfully.
She sat on the edge of the bed, putting on her socks before posing dramatically. "They're fish!"
