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"It's hard to explain," he said his tone short. "Let's just listen to music or something."
"Like your closeted nerdiness?'
(Not this time!)
"They just.. don't understand things sometimes," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "It's frustrating."
"Why's that?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
(Time skip?)
Once he left the house, his expression changed slightly. He seemed a bit more stressed.
"It shouldn't be as long as you don't lie," he teased.
She smiled, turning her head to his chest and inhaling slightly as she felt at home. "I love you too. With all my heart."
"Yeah," he said with a nod, turning to head to the door.
"I can see right through your lies, Abernathy!"
She scrunched her nose with a teasing grin. "Most certainly."
"It was," Eliza agreed. "I hope to see you two again soon."
"Oh really?" He raised an eyebrow. "I thought you were terrifying and something to be feared."
"You must sleep," she told him, pretending to act stern. "That is my command."
He took his bag from her, kissing her cheek. Eliza always went in for hugs. Cal gave Poppy a handshake and Francis a nod. Miles just stood back,...
"Only kidding." He laughed. "No worries."
She grinned. "Okay. I can work with that."
He went to the kitchen to clean of the plates. He quickly returned to the dining room to wish people goodbye and such.
"Gee, that does sound wishy-washy," he teased.
