Separate names with a comma.
He groaned. "Stooop."
"Pine," she decided. "Pine or flowers or a tropical smell."
He replied quickly. "You got it. When?" *** Callie walked along the trail, her eyes on the floor as she sighed into scarf.
He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Poppy, no."
She smiled. "What will it be like?"
(Boop?)
He squinted at her. "Take a guess."
She laughed. "Probably not."
(Yep!)
"You kept thinking I wanted to break up with you."
"Not every town can be perfect," he teased. "Not Loeme, or Edolier, or Maydye."
He left, shutting the door behind him and going out to find his car.
"You were super loopy," he explained. "You would cry if I didn't wear it."
"I haven't been there," she admitted. "I can imagine it's weird, though."
He nodded, heading for the door. "You too."
He grinned, his head tilting slightly as he propped himself up on his arm. "Have you seen yourself? You're a dog."
She squinted at him. "What do you mean?"
He nodded, standing up. ".. I should probably head back."
He frowned. "I'm a penguin. Obviously."
"Loeme?" she asked. " Sounds good."
