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"Yes," she said dejectedly. "Now leave me to die."
He frowned, moving to the door.
He laid back, pulling the blanket higher. *** She put her head in her hands, sniffling before muffled sobs sounded.
She pulled her hand back, looking embarrassed. "..Sorry."
She rolled over onto her stomach, burying her face in her arms.
"No," he cut in. "I can roll myself."
He signed. "Fine." *** She sniffled . "My head hurts.."
She patted his shoulder playfully. "I'm glad."
"I'm just wither away right here, then."
He frowned, keeping silent.
He wrapped his arms around her. "I hunger." *** "I'll cry."
She looked up at him, blinking in surprise before a smile crossed her face. "Oh.. Of course! I'm glad you like it!"
"I can't wiiin."
He didn't look at her, reaching to hold Poppy and slip into the seat.
"Hm.." *** "How can I prove to you?"
She sat up, looking around. After a moment she stood, knocking lightly on the bathroom door. "Uh.. I'll just be going then, alright?"
"Uygghhh."
He didn't reply, simply moving to the edge of the bed.
"No I'm not." *** "Because you love me and I love you."
"Like, if I don't then maybe it's a better choice than if I do."
