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"I do love you! Like and love are very similar!"
He opened the door, his eyes warm.
She was quiet for a moment. "Fine."
"I like you more..?"
He went knocked on the bathroom door afterwards. "Poppy?"
"You don't want to help me. It's probably just another trick."
"Please don't do this. I like both of you equally."
He nodded, going to the sink to wash his hand.
"I'm fine," she muttered. "Nothing."
She pet Oliver. "But I love you.."
He sighed. "I suppose."
She flinched at his voice, holding her hands together. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll leave."
"But Jaaack."
"Inappropriate."
She leaned her head against the damp wood, her hand reaching up to tug lightly at the hook in her neck again.
She frowned. "But Jack.."
He smiled slightly. "It's almost like you want to."
Her hand went to the side of her neck, her fingers trembling. The cold metal she felt caught by her gills stung, and she quickly pulled her hand...
"What about me and Oliver?"
She kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry."
