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"Okay," she said. "I'll try."
He laughed. "Like Bonnie and Clyde?"
"I know," she replied. "I still do, though."
"Are you tired?" he asked curiously.
"Who would forget a place like this?"
"Because I said mean things," she said quietly, "and I worry about you a lot."
"I would," he told her, "but it would be hard to take you seriously."
"Maybe you had to leave," he suggested.
She calmed down, her breaths still a bit shuddery. "Are you okay?'
"No," he said. "It's the proper way. Don't you want to lay with me, anyways?"
"How could you forget something as big as this?" he asked. "It's weird."
She exhaled, sniffling slightly. "Okay," she murmured quietly, obviously still conflicted. "Okay."
He crossed his arms and squinted at her before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Fix your pajamas."
"What do you think happened to the place?"
"I'm going to worry," she told him, her voice weak. "I wish I had the common sense to just be smart enough and not mess with people, and none of...
"Not look so you can change," he said. "I thought you didn't like to change in front of me."
He looked around cautiously. "This is weird."
"It's not okay," she said, her voice stressed. "I was mean to you, and you think what happened is partly your fault but it's not at all, and I'm...
"But you'll put the ears on your legs, so it will all work out. I'm going to turn around real quick, okay?"
"Okay," he said cautiously, following her footsteps.
