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He looked over at her. "What about you?"
She laughed, kissing his cheek. "So where are we walking to?"
"I don't have anything planned," he admitted awkwardly. "I don't know where I'd go."
"It was," she said, looking up at him, "a little too sweet."
He frowned slightly, hesitating. "I'm not sure.."
"Ugh," she said playfully, wiping it off. "No decency at all!"
He took a piece as well, leaning back sleepily.
She raised an eyebrow at him. "This isn't fair."
He chuckled. "You're just mad I called you out."
"I don't like rats!" she defended. "What are you afraid of?"
"No you didn't," he said, rolling his eyes as he opened the box.
"Being alone in complete darkness, rats, and messing up in front of a crowd," she said, looking thoughtful.
He scooted over, pulling the coffee table closer for them to use.
She stood up and took his hand as they left.
He looked up as well and nodded. "Okay. I'll ve here."
She smiled at him. "I love you, Fer."
He looked for a bit before settling on a comedy.
She gave him a small smile. "I know. And we came to this city together, so it's all okay."
He flipped on the TV, looking through stations.
She frowned slightly, looking back out the window. "I didn't really have any."
