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"Poppy."
"Attack? Attack you?"
She smirked slightly. "And stupid ideas and all around hated."
"Ugh."
"Because I recall you drawing your blade and being mean. What did you think when you first saw me?"
"And my annoying voice and horrible personality."
"And your kisses."
She nodded slowly. "Hey, Row? What did you think of me the first time you saw me?"
".. My disgusting face."
"I love you," he murmured. "A lot."
"But what about other predators?"
"You never want to look at my ugly face."
He leaned forward, kissing her deeply.
She winced at the thought. "What do you use them on?"
She moved beside him. "You hate me."
"I do like them!"
She clicked her tongue in thought. "Like nets?"
"So were mine."
"I do, but they're salty."
She shook her head. "Nope."
