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"Heavier objects? Alright."
He frowned, his brows furrowing. "What is there to talk about it? Why discuss this now?"
He nodded slowly. "What are we learning?"
He smiled slightly. "Definitely not."
Sam kept his eyes down, not meeting their gazes. He folded his hands in front of him nervously.
"I don't think we should have to talk about it just yet."
(Yoop!)
"I don't much like the thought of that.."
He said nothing, his eyes down.
"Yes. Or a suicide pact?"
She shied away from touch a bit. "If you say so.."
"What if we died on the same day at the same time?"
He nodded. "Okay.."
"That's new to think about."
He watched her thoughtfully before looking down at his juice, taking a sip.
He looked back at her. "No.. Why?"
He gave a slight nod. "Thank you."
He looked in that direction before following, his eyes bright.
"Apple, please."
He nodded, looking at the sky. "Alright."
