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"I don't like science anymore."
"I'm 6'6. Not 20 feet."
"It's too good."
"..Dopamine?"
"You would definitely try." He paused. "Did you say 20 feet?"
"Any color," she said. "I don't mind.. Unless it's rainbow."
She chuckled. "Then I'm high on love."
He raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"
She grinned. "Very important things."
"Is it?'
"You're not taking very good care of yourself.. Or letting me."
"Right," she agreed smoothly. "Me too."
"I'm not on anything. I'm in looove."
"I'm just worried."
She nodded. "That sounds preferable."
"I don't care."
He kissed her jaw. "I'm sorry.."
She nodded, following. "Okay.. Why?"
"That's a good thing."
He said nothing, only sighing as he kept his face hidden.
