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"Um, sorry, the restraunt next to that bookstore downtown" |
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"Thanks to you, we'll get there quick---speaking of, my gosh I thought this car was trash, thank you for fixing it, seriously." I explained gratefully, doing a u-turn. |
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"Yeah." She said, uncomfortable now at feeling like she was keeping something from him. "Of course" |
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The tension grew so thick you could cut it with a knife, and I just had to act oblivious as I hummed some tune I made up, trying to make everything seem that it was completely fine. -Just let us have one more night like this together, please, just one.- |
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"I like how you look. It's handsome" |
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"Thank you, I think you mentioned when we were first dating creme looked good on me, I don't think i've ever worn an outfit past that where there isn't at least some part of it that's creme." I explained, smiling softly as I glanced over at her. |
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"You think it through that much?" |
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I shrugged, turning onto the sidestreet the resturant was at. "I mean, yeah. And like, this cologne im wearing? Me personally, i'm not a huge fan. You said it's your favorite though so, i've been wearing it more ever since then." |
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"You didn't have to do that..." |
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I shrugged, parking. "Might as well," |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
