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He pursed his lips, glancing at Clara. "Like what?"
"But I love you! I just want you to be happy."
"Hmph," he muttered. "Fine." *** She nodded finishing her water. "What's the time?"
He grinned at her. "Don't worry," he said softly. "Nothing is going to happen. Besides, you look lovely."
"Why would I blackmail you?"
"Not a thing." *** She laughed. "Of course I want to."
He watched her, his eyes wide with awe before he cleared his throat. "Well.. there won't be any apocalypse."
He rolles his eyes. "I'm never asking for anything again." *** She sighed. "Okay. Fine."
She squinted at him.. "Why would you do that?"
"It can't be that bad, my love. Trust me."
"Hmph." *** "I'll just walk home then!"
"Then I won't make you a pie," she said sternly.
"Then I'm sure it's fine.."
I think I can help! Just send me a private message and we can get started on your drawing.
He squinted, then shook his head. *** She gasped, her eyes wide. "I'm unlovable!"
"Only if you don't love me," she muttered stubbornly.
He cocked his head. "Another prank?"
"Yuh huh." *** She sighed. "Guess I'll find the waiter..."
She glared before laying back, her arms over her eyes. "Hmph."
"Right!" He teased. "Expensive."
