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He pursed his lips. "Just pick something."
He laughed. "I see."
She rested her head on his shoulder. "We don't have to."
"Most things."
He raised an eyebrow. "I like it. I just don't want to go."
He looked back at her. "Anything in particular?"
He sighed. "Never."
He went to the kitchen, stretching his arms.
She grinned at him playfully, raising an eyebrow. "Why don't you?"
He followed, putting an arm over her shoulder.
"It's May 25th."
He smiled, getting up.
He squeezed hers. "Sounds good."
She shrugged. "Your birthday. We should celebrate it."
He gave her a quick kiss. "Do you want something to eat?"
He nodded. "Of course."
She was quiet, but looked up at him after a moment. "Can we celebrate your birthday year?"
He smiled, turning onto his side. "Oh, good."
He nodded. "Positive."
She grinned, looking up at him.
