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He pursed his lips. "No, but they have those glove things, you? People usually just use then to use their phone and keep their hand warm at the...
"So?"
She tilted her head. "Rooow.."
"Poppyyyy!"
He nodded, typing in his info.
"You're my favorite."
She nodded, resting her head on his shoulder.
"No, wait!"
"We can," he said, following. "Do you want my phone number?"
"My favorite."
She grinned. "I like being held by you."
"Oh.. Oops?"
"If you want.."
She flushed. "I love you too, Jack Curnow."
"I love you too."
"What?"
"That's okay. I'm just going to get home."
"Of course!'
She went to him, wrapping her arms around him.
"You're doing it by yourself."
