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He looked at her with pleading eyes. "I'll wear it. Only at the hotel though. Not in front of anyone."
She quieted, looking at him. "Well.. You could have told me you didn't want me to dry your hair."
She grinned, moving down before sticking her head into his shirt. She slowly moved and poked her head out of the neck hole. "Tadaaa!"
He went to grab her hand. "Poppy, wait.."
Tez was singing quietly to herself. She had gone to the window, and was looking out of it.
"So.. I can't go in your shirt?"
He hesitated, looking down. "I'm sorry, Poppy."
(Yoop!)
"So you don't want to be close?"
"I care very much about how my opinions are interpreted."
She watched him, her brows furrowed.
"Why not?"
He hesitated. "You didn't seem to care."
She sat back, drinking her water.
"Yours."
"It's sealed, Poppy. You have to wear it now.." He shuddered. "Despite how it looks."
She nodded. "I love you."
"Two people," she replied. "One shirt."
He shook his head. "No. You're wearing it. The fate is sealed."
"Can I have a kiss?"
