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"You're my girl," he teased, going into the other room to change as well.
She hesitated, wringing her hands. "It makes you sad?"
He hung up with a sigh, before going to answer the door. *** "No.. please.."
"I'm sad when you're not around!"
She tilted her head, her eyes brightening slightly. "You do?"
The knock sounded again, louder this time. "The door. I have to go. Bye, Val."
He sighed dramatically. "Fine."
"I'm okay," she said, her tone trying to sound reassuring. "Don't worry."
"I know," he said quietly, just before a loud knock sounded on the door. "I-I have to go. I'm sorry Val."
"Uughhhhhhh."
It was of the beach. The painting indicated that is was cloudy and cold, the gray waves harsh against pale sand.
"..I'm sorry." *** "Oh jesus."
"Too looooong."
She cocked her head before offering the small painting.
"It was a mistake, Val." *** "That's too much duct tape!"
"Barely!"
She looked embarrassed. "Yeah. The ocean."
"He looked sad, Val." *** "..Touche."
"I suppose it'll be okay."
"Nothing," she said quietly. "I'm just tired."
