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"I don't," he replied. "I just.. I don't know."
"I didn't change when I got home.." *** "But.. the garlic bread, too?"
Her expression remained stoic and hateful, with a glare that could shake a soul. "You can do that if I don't slit your throat in these next few...
He laughed. "PDA?"
He crossed his arms self consciously. "That's just me.."
He kissed her temple. "I should probably take a shower and change." *** "That's fair."
She was tense, and the moment he made the movement she threw a swift punch at his face.
"So.. Is the money going to him?"
He flushed. "What's that supposed to mean, hm?"
"Well.. we're soulmates."
She watched him, her eyes narrow as she moved towards him. "I said not to touch him. Did you hear me?"
He chuckled. "How come?"
He frowned, glancing at her. "What?"
He kissed her head. "I really love you too. Don't ever deny it." *** "My pizza!"
"Don't touch him!" she barked roughly, her tone sharp and aggressive. "Don't touch him."
"No. It was just a tip."
"I would be pretty sad if you died. You're my friend."
He pulled her close. "I don't mind. Really.." *** "What?"
She looked around subtly. "'We'?"
He smiled warmly, before turning back to Bee. "She took it."
