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She crossed her arms uncomfortably. "No. I just.. don't want to talk."
He kept over the stove, watching the eggs. *** "Hmm."
He shook his head. "I'm leaving you here."
She shook her head. "I don't want to talk."
He glared at her before starting to climb down.
Landon was in the kitchen. It smelled like he was cooking eggs. *** "I like it, though."
"No. I don't want to talk about it."
He gasped. "Poppy!"
(Y3u) *** "Yes."
"Talk? Talk about what?"
He raised an eyebrow. "You really want to doubt me again? Fine."
He rolled his eyes before standing to make breakfast. *** "Don't bully me."
She nodded. Something on her face didn't seem right. "Yeah. Let's do that."
"Poppy. I will leave you here if you jump."
"Not that one, no." *** "Arlooo."
She sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. "I know.."
"Poppy, no."
"I'm just saying, Val." *** "Hmm.. Different maybe."
She blinked, folding her hands nervously. "Oh.. Sorry. I-I must have the wrong date."
"You might break something, but probably wouldn't die. You're the medic here."
