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Fleur crawled over to him, her arms sneaking around his waist as she kissed the back of his neck.
He shook his head slightly. "I'm okay. I've got my sandwich."
She squeezed his shoulder gently, her brows furrowed.
He ate quietly before looking up at her. "This place is good."
"It's fine, Fer. Let's give it a shot."
He let go of her hand to eat, adding his cream and sugar to the coffee.
"I just got you back, too," she said with a small frown. "If this helps us in the long run then of course I'd be willing."
"Yeah," he said gently. "They were."
Fleur seemed hesitant at this, but nodded slightly. "Well.. It's only a month, I guess.."
He shrugged slightly. "Somewhere along the way. Just memories of you."
Fleur looked up in surprise. "A month? But we can still talk, right?"
He squeezed it. "Not at first."
"You shod give it a try, Fer. I think It'll be good."
He rested his head on his hand as he watched her. "I'm glad I remember you.'
"You'll be able to have your own apartment and everything," she said gently.
He gave her small smile. "And I'll have a turkey sandwich and regular coffee."
She shrugged. "There are plenty of jobs out there, Ferris."
"You can both get normal jobs," Fleur said with a frown.
"Uh.. A regular one."
She frowned. "It will still be on her record, Fer. There are other schools."
