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He turned back. "That's a mean nickname."
"Oh, okay." He frowned. "Okay."
She shrugged, her hands folding self-consciously. "I don't know. I feel weird."
He sighed before giving her a quick kiss. "Me too. I have no control."
He nodded, his eyes searching the closet. "Do you think we'll even find any?"
She turned to look at him, her eyes distracted. She gave a small smile. "Hi."
He pursed his lips, his eyes thoughtful as they watched her actions carefully. "Can't I?"
He followed, looking around the area cautiously before entering.
Avice sat quietly by the railing, her legs crossed as she silent watched the sea.
"Hm," he murmured. "Fine. No kisses for you."
"Yeah," he agreed quietly. "That does seem better."
(Meal break?)
He raised an eyebrow. "Maybe."
"Oh," he murmured. "I get it."
(Later that day?)
He hugged her back. "You're just trying to get me to forgive you."
Landon hesitated. "I'm not following."
(Nyoom?)
He pulled back, his eyebrows raised. "I'm not gonna kiss you anymore."
".. But why?"
