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He hesitated before meeting her gaze. "Sorry."
"Fine. Just not used to it as much."
"Alright, alright." *** She flushed. "What did I do?"
She sighed. "He's so cute."
"Making a potion," he replied, pouring in a light blue powder that seemed to sparkle. "Resitstant to heat."
"Well.. You're perfect?" *** "Blanket and snacks!"
"..A little. He still blushes."
He looked back down at the small cauldron. "Hey."
"Yup." *** She brightened. "Yep! I got everything together for us to use."
"It was cute to watch him blush."
He squinted at the door, putting a pinch of mint into the potion he was making. "Come in."
"Unintentionally."
Sam hid in his study. He had gone out less than usual, but sent her an apology letter.
He squinted, pulling on the pajamas pants before standing shakily to pack.
"I painted occasionally."
"Perfect." *** "Fine. It's true, though."
(Switch?)
He flushed slightly, sitting up. "Hm.. Okay."
Avice pursed her lips. "..Sleep.. And then steal from people."
"And the song?" *** "Truth."
