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He raised an eyebrow, stepping out. "You're ridiculous." *** She pursed her lips. "That was anticlimactic."
He chuckled. "But your eyes are stunning."
She sighed, her fingertips warm. "This is crazy."
He nodded, Nacho in one arm with the food bowl. He went to the door, key in hand. *** She frowned. "I guess that could work."
He frowned. "Then it wasn't."
She brushed his cheekbone with her thumb absently. ".. Did the powers come from that night you died..?"
He shook his head, picking up a food bowl. "Nope." *** "I'm nervous.."
He paused, his brows furrowing. "Was it?"
She wrapped her arms around him. "How are you?"
"A scratch." *** She frowned. "Don't be."
"Nooo," he said honestly. "They're like thunder clouds. They're striking."
Her eyes fluttered and she turned to him. "Good morning.."
He pursed his lips. "It's just a scratch." *** "You should."
He grinned against her lips. "Yours are beautiful too."
Avice shifted, her grip around his hand tightening.
He grinned. "I'm alright," he said brightly, holding up the now content cat. "He's okay.' *** "No you!"
He kissed her nose. "You think?"
(Yeet)
Landon emerged, a small scratch on his face, carrying an orange cat that looked annoyed. "He was sleeping." *** "Right. You should talk to them."
He brushed back her hair. "I really like you as well."
