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She hesitated, shaking her head. "Look.. I'm sorry."
He kissed her cheek, but said nothing more. *** "You're being mean."
"I'm not going!" she said, her quiet tone sounding frustrated. "Jesus."
He gasped, brushing himself off. "You are so mean!"
He glanced at her. "Hm."
She squinted. "Tell me you're joking."
He crossed his arms. "Tell me."
He chuckled and pulled away, continuing down the lamp section. *** "Shush. You're the liar here."
"I guess there's no stopping it then."
He raised an eyebrow. "Something funny?"
He sighed. "Fine. You totally are, though." *** "That's a big lie. Big lie right to my face."
She pursed her lips. "I'm going to worry anyways, you know."
He sighed, shaking his head as he took her hand and stood. "Should we start down there, then?"
He kissed the top of her head. "Fine. Believe me or not." *** "Yes you did!"
"Yeah, but I'm worried about you. You may not be worries about you, but I am."
He raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure.. Did you at least find a broom?"
He wrapped his arms around her. "Seriously.." *** "I'm not a toddler. And quit making fun of me."
She nodded. "I know. You too, okay? Promise."
He sighed and followed. "You're cute too, you know." *** She grin spread across her face. "Good."
She hesitated, but nodded. "Yes."
