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She kissed his cheek. "You too."
"Because I know how it is," she said simply. "And your teacher is my friend."
He got out, grabbing his bag. "After cheesecake."
Avice smiled slightly. "I'm gonna grab a drink. I'll stay close."
"Black is a cool color," she agreed. "Matches everything."
She shifted slightly. ".. Okay. I'm getting up."
"Hey Eleanor. I'm making some sweaters. You got any preferences?"
He eventually drifted off, sighing softly.
She nodded. "Get the next one for me, will you?"
She laughed. "Let's go."
He nodded with a yawn. "I will.."
She grinned. "My favorite. You can go sit now."
Avice crossed her arms playfully. "Classy."
He laughed quietly. "Sure."
She paused, a serious look crossing her face. "Bright pink or pastel pink?"
She laughed brightly. "Me too."
"Boring," he replied. "And long."
She laughed. "Nope. I'm almost done. Just one more note."
She grinned. "I'll do it."
"I'm glad too," he said softly, shutting his eyes. "It felt like forever."
