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"But I'm not acting cute!"
"Lovely girl." *** Callie was still asleep, her face buried in Arlo's chest.
"Nope. It's purple."
"It is, but I don't mind."
"I didn't do anythin cute, though."
"I like that better, anyways." *** (Zoop?)
He shook his head. "Nope."
"Because I will fight for victory till the end."
"I don't get it.."
"Or we could just drive." *** She drifted off, gripping his shirt gently as she fell asleep.
He squinted. "Ugh. That's what I was going to guess next."
She sighed, moving a piece teasingly. "This isn't fun anymore."
He frowned slightly, hesitating. "I don't know how.."
"I don't think so," he replied, shaking his head. "Should we think of one?" *** Her voice was a soft murmur. "Alright.."
H e frowned. "Well then.. What's your favorite color?"
She rolled her eyes playfully. "I had to. You could have just been say ing that so I would lose."
"I can't be cute for you. I'm not cute!"
"Good." *** She nodded, shutting her eyes. "Yeah.."
"Yellow?"
She moved her next piece. "I know. I heard."
