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She shrugged. "Boring. You can call me Avice, you know."
He frowned. "I'm fine."
"That's not what we agreed on."
Avice approached, her hands folded nervously.
He hesitated. "..Fine.."
"Yup."
(Yoop!)
He looked up at her, taking it. "Thank you.."
"That I did."
She turned back to cutting fruits, her eyes warm.
He sighed, slipping out of bed and opening the door.
"I love you too."
"Au revoir, Jack."
He frowned, squeezing his eyes shut. "Who is it?'
"Indeed."
She nodded. "Yeah. I'll manage."
Sam played music in the background, drowning the thoughts out.
"You're not crushed."
"Of course!'
He buried his face in the pillow, remaining silent.
