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“Well done.”
“This is pointless.”
Poppy emerged from the bathroom a while later, drying her hair with a towel.
“Why not?”
“I love that.”
Jack kissed her cheek before they headed out.
"Don't do that."
(Zoop?)
"Karma!"
He laughed out loud. "Matching socks?"
"Of course," the man at the counter said, sliding it across the counter.
"I am not!"
She dimpled at him before heading for the bathroom.
He threw a snowball at her.
He seemed confused, rubbing her arm slowly. "Really? What did you get?"
They approached the cake counter and Jack looked at Avice.
She kicked him playfully, her eyes bright. "I look cool with battle wounds!"
She gave him a small smile before slipping off the bed, getting her clothing. "Good. You should. I'm always right."
"You are!"
"Huh. You haven't grown tired of me yet?"
