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"Is everything okay?"
"Is that what you would want?'
"Well," she said. "I suppose I should let you clean it then. You are the doctor after all."
"Stay safe," he called. "Okay?"
"Yes," he agreed. "Maybe I should."
"Are they bad?" she asked, tilting her head.
"Do you have your phone you can use as a flashlight?" he asked, peering down.
"I miss you too," he told her. "It's a shame we have to drive to see each other."
She frowned, but looked up to the sky. "Okay. It's okay."
"I'm going to find my way down there, okay? Hold on."
"You are?" he asked, taking her hands and holding them.
She looked up at him. "Good," she said, before pausing with uncertainty. "Do you have to clean it again? I don't really like it.."
He leaned over the edge. "Oh my god, Poppy are you okay!?"
He smiled, his hands resting on her back gently.
She nodded, her hand gripping the collar of his shirt. "Yes. Thank you."
He jumped back in shock. "Poppy!"
"No," he answered calmly. "Not really."
She nodded. " Yes, please."
"That would be cool," he said, looking around.
"Are you positive?" he asked, giving her a kiss.
