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He frowned on distaste. "Ugh. No thank you."
"You're adorable to me, despite the circumstances."
She shrugged. "Because.. I want to?"
"A less delicate fairy."
"I'll try to help with your head when your back in bed."
She smacked him with a pillow lightly before standing up, her expression showed she had an idea. "I am going to wear one of your shirts."
"You are like a fairy," he said playfully.
"Ugh. Even worse. I'm not the adorable one here. You're adorable."
She yelped in surprise, falling sideways. "Traitor!"
He smiled warmly. "Forest girl."
"Cute? Me? Never."
She looked down, pulling her knees close.
He continued on, looking up. "So I'm a city boy. What are you?"
She went quiet. "Sorry.."
"It was a pillow attack." She began hesitating, suddenly looking nervous. "I heard people do that."
Francis cocked his head before taking a 10 dollar bill out of his pocket and offering it to him.
"I wouldn't have been able to do it by myself," she replied slowly. "It makes you strong."
She smirked at him, a slow grin spreading across her face. He would be able to see the irregular set of second set of sharper canines. "Take that!"
"But the lights are lovely to me. We can see the stars at home."
"By the way, I'm very proud of you for doong this by yourself."
