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She nodded, looking out to the people. "Not much of a partier?"
He was quiet as well before looking up. "Well.. You look nice."
"Poppy!"
She sighed, standing besides him. "Significantly less *squee!*ty."
"I think so too."
"Poppy, please help us."
Avice approached him with a small smile, her eyes bright.
"It is. The sun is out."
"Diana, don't cry."
She blinked, oddly comforted by the music and laughing. She went to the hall, her expression curious.
His hand was warm. "How have you been feeling?"
"She will. Trust me."
She sat up, looking around before standing and heading out.
He offered his hand hesitantly.
"But I'm sure mama would love some."
Avice woke up blearily, running her hand through her hair.
"Well.. We can be okay again, right?"
"No bokwate."
(Zooo?)
He shrugged. "It's nicer outside.'
