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She groaned, looking up at him. "Fine."
He looked at it for a moment before taking it. His grip loose.
"..Stop that." *** She gasped in surprise, her eyes bright. "You faker!"
She took a sit, retreating from the cup immediately. "That's bitter!'
"I don't feel like it."
"You're just worried."
"No it's not." *** She sounded worried. "Arlo, I was joking! Come out.."
"Well thats fine." She paused, observing the cream. "What do I do with this?"
"Hmph."
He frowned. "No."
"Yes it is." *** She sat down in front of the door. "Yes I do. I love you more than anything! I promise."
She cocked her head, leaning against the counter. "I think you should. Can I consider you my friend?"
"I can, but you can save me."
He didn't move, not even turning his head. "Hm?"
"Because it's still mine." *** Her brows furrowed, and she went to the door and knocking gently. "Arlo?"
She pursed her lips. "Well, why not?"
"You could save me."
He took a shaky breath, keeping quiet.
"Right." *** She looked up suddenly, standing and going to him. "Babe!"
"Then how come you don't use it?"
