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She watched him adoringly before picking up her fork. "I love you."
He growled angrily, but didn't attack. "..Just go."
She sat down finally, looking up at him. "Job well done."
He spat blood at her feet, his gaze sharp the others quickly moved towards her going to restrain her.
She kissed the corner of his mouth before bringing the plates to the table.
He reached up in surprise, his face a bit bloodied. The others stood up and approached as well, looking upset. The one on the floor stood up...
She kissed his hand. "That's okay. We have everything else. It's perfect just the way it is."
"Yeah, you'll think of how funny it is when we're done," he said with a malicious smirk, reaching out to grab her.
She rolled her eyes playfully, kneeling down and taking his hands. "Don't be ridiculous. Let's go eat!"
This appeared to annoy him, and he started towards her. "Funny one, huh?'
She laughed, coming over and kissing his cheek. "We don't need it. Besides, we can pick some up when we go to the store for next time."
He smirked, glancing back at the others before standing up. "Is that so?"
"Hm.. I can looked," she said thoughtfully, checking the cabinets.
Atop one of the rooftops, there was a small ground of people, maybe early twenties. They were smoking and chatting. One looked up, raising an...
She laughed, her hand brushing his shoulder as she went to get it. "Anything else?"
He winced at the slamming door, heading back into the room with a sigh.
She took it, giving him a small smile. "Thanks, Fer."
He peered out of the door, watching her go with a small frown.
"Sure," she said warmly, taking a knife and carefully slicing them.
He was quiet, letting her be for a bit. He went back to the papers, sorting them somberly.
