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"Then I'm not sure. You might to tell your mom you plan on marrying someone, though."
He nodded, looking back down at what appeared to be a list. "Of course. I mean, why not?"
"What about it?"
He smiled. "Ah. Wonderful." *** "Hm. Well I have you trapped, so.."
"A sweet girl like you, I doubt he would."
He smiled up at her. "Hi, Eden. I was going to go look for ingredients because I'm almost put and I guess I'm asking you to come along with me if...
She followed, her grip on his hand tight.
"..Fine."
"Do it anyways."
He looked up, his eyes brightening. "Come in."
She nodded, now quieter than before.
"Can't I just say that I love you?" *** "You won't."
"Do you want to?"
Sam was in his study, his brows furrowed. He barely recalled what had happened, but the memory had been retained. He messaged her earlier, asking...
"But why?" *** She laughed, her expression mischevious. "I've trapped you."
"Are you going to ask him?"
(Time skip?)
"Can't I say something else?" *** She grinned, suddenly tackling him in a hug.
He pursed his lips. "Did he even ask you?"
