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She looked down, her lips pursed. "I guess it worked, then."
"I'm a rebel now. I do it anyways." *** "What other lies do you tell them?"
"Your relationship with him is barely difficult. Next is Derrick."
She hesitated, brushing a lock of hair back self-consciously. "I wanted something different."
He ran his fingers through her hair gently. "Nope." *** "No they aren't."
Francis hung up before glaring at Poppy. "You're being mean."
She folded her hands. "Uh huh."
He stretched out. "Yep. Sorry. I don't follow society anymore." *** "I can't."
"She.. She doesn't believe it exists. I'm just proving it wrong. So sorry to bother, but thank you for your input." His hand caught her, and took...
She laughed. "Again? All I did was make you stick out your tongue."
"It's too late, Val. I'm a rule breaker now." *** "No, no. Stop it."
He blushed, pulling away. "Ah.. So it does exist."
"It was cute! I guess I really am a master mind."
"It's fair, I guess. I don't play by the rules, baby." *** "Uggghhh."
"Ow- When she tilts her head when she is being stubborn."
She laughed brightly. "Yes, you did."
"Hmph." *** "That itself is a lie."
"I just need to know if you know about the Tilt," he replied, wary of Poppy's actions.
She stuck her tongue out. "You're looking at me, now."
He gasped, sitting away from her. "You wouldn't dare." *** She glared at him. "You're mean."
