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She raised her eyebrows at him. "You're dead."
"Just being generous. You'll try it for me, won't you? I did spend the time making it, after all."
"Actually do it?" *** She placed more glue down."
He frowned, looking up at her. "Burning?"
"Not when she's asleep."
He squinted at her. "I'll let you try it first.."
"Pretend?" *** "Wanna try again?"
He pulled up the tall stool, taking a seat and pouring a small amount of the liquid into his hand. He rubbed them together for a moment, before...
She pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Nuh uh. Only unless Aubrey isn't around."
"..What?"
"Why me?" *** "No worries. It's just one."
He cocked his head. "Of course. I wouldn't offer if I hadn't."
She raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms expectantly. "What's the ultimatum?"
He took his coffee. "I guess we will see if it tastes good."
"Either?" *** "Oh.."
He raised his hands in surrender, a reassuring smile on his face. "Hey, hey. It's okay. I don't have to." He held up the vial. "It's supposed to...
Her expression brightened, but her tone was playfully threatening. "I'm teasing you. Quit swearing in front of her or else I will push further."
"I know. It's crazy. Do you want to eat?"
"That, or we could just pretend." *** "I'm glad you did, though.. I was worried I would end up doing it all by myself because you were nervous...
He frowned, standing straight for a moment as he went to a cabinet and pulled out a pale green vial. "So I've read.. Honestly, who would do...
