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"Shut up.. This is sick and cruel." He tilted his head, his hand brushing her collar.
She chuckled. "No. Do you take me for one?"
He nodded. "Okay.."
"I'm serious, here. It's just not to that extreme."
He shifted close, exhaling slightly. "What do you mean..?"
She grinned, watching him thoughtfully. "It is. A lot of the thieves, though."
He tilted his head. "Like with Zad?"
"It's like comparing hugging and kissing."
He grinned slightly, moving to kiss her. "It's true."
She glanced up at him. "Oh, I live around here. I grew up in Dailough."
He brushed his hair back before following. "Alright."
"I can't explain it very well.."
He shifted, kissing below her ear. "That could be dangerous."
"Alright, but why fire?"
She frowned, unsure how to explain. "Because.."
He laughed slightly, his hand brushing her back. "How pointy?"
She took it with a smile, starting towards the dance floor.
"Why..?"
"But like, touching my face is different."
He chuckled. "I bet."
