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"Shh. You won't be telling anyone anything, otherwise I'll have to keep you prisoner in this fort. You won't be allowed to leave."
He scoffed. "I didn't cheat! Not once. I'll only cheat if real money is involved. Only then. And I won't get caught," he replied quietly, putting...
(I'm sorry. It's all fun and games.) "Yep. I got too talented at it and had to retire." He nodded, resting his arm on his stomach. "I didn't even...
He laughed. "I actually might still be loopy. Or just tired." He went back to laying down. "I always used to win at Monopoly, but now I find it...
A grin crossed her face. "That's good to know. Knowing that makes me happy," she said, giving it back to him.
"Since when is this Monopoly?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, unmoving from his position.
"Hmm. Thank you." She gazed at it. "How come you brought this?" she asked, tilting her head.
"Fine. The only person I'll take a walk with is you," he said smoothly, then gave her a quick kiss.
"Right. Doing things last minute is my specialty. It's basically my only specialty, though."
"I would never," he said, getting closer to her, gently placing a hand on her jaw. "I can't imagine doing anything like that."
"I can't say I'm as good as worrying, mostly because solutions are easy to find if you're good enough at winging it," she explained, brushing back...
He sighed with relief, sitting back. "Oh, good." He paused for a moment. "Thank you."
"Assuming I'm not in danger," she began, "probably means I'm bored. Besides, danger is everywhere, and it's inevitable."
"Poppy, I wouldn't spend it with anyone else," he said softly. "Believe me."
"Darn my powers. They're too good." She sighed, frowning. "I'll have to figure out a way to fix that."
"I... God. I don't love her anymore. I did used to, before I realized who she really is. I was stupid years ago, and blind. I don't love her...
She nodded. "Definitely. Though, you shouldn't have worried about me in the first place, even though you didn't know I was secretly immortal."
(FreshCo.) His eyebrows furrowed. "Of course, Poppy. You can ask me anything."
"Oh good. You're gone have to deal with it for a long time, cause I'm immortal, obviously." She patted his shoulder is sympathy. "I'm sorry for...
"Vivienne, you're a linguist. You're supposed to know what words mean, but it seems you lack knowledge in the word 'no'." There was silence, and...
