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She cocked her head. "Are you sure?"
"Not at all."
She brushed his hair back gently. "Are you alright?"
"That doesn't count."
She blinked, watching him. "An important person, right?"
"Just saying."
She said nothing, looking down.
"Orphans don't sing."
"It's not."
"It's dumb.."
"You can go if you want.. I-I don't mind."
"I don't."
"I love you," she said quietly, uncertain if he could hear the quiet voice.
"Ugh. Footloose any day."
She nodded slowly. "Alright.."
He squinted. "Hm.. You pick."
She frowned, looking nervous. "For how long?"
"Isn't that what you like?"
She looked up at him with wide eyes. "Wait, I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have asked."
"A musical?"
