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She nodded slightly, leaning her head back to look at the ceiling. "I'm sure you're tired."
She couldn't help but laugh a little. "Shush."
He grinned. "Just as I hoped."
She nodded, moving to sit next to him. "Soon, I think."
"You got beat up."
"I want you back too."
She blinked, obviously surprised and flushing as he left.
"Your legs are broken.."
"I still love you."
"Alright." She took a sip of the water, leaning against the counter.
"That doesn't change my feelings."
"I think it would be better."
She took it gratefully. "Thank you."
"Yeah, I am."
"I was looking forward to that as well. Wouldn't that be better?"
She nodded, following him. "I could use a glass of water."
"I know.. I know."
"And to think it just started."
She stepped in, looking around. "Good. That's good."
"You," she replied quietly. "I don't like when you're hurt."
