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"Are you nervous being here? Or is it okay?" |
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"It's fine, yeah." He assured. |
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"Yeah. . . what makes you ask?" Gale questioned, curious. |
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"I don't know, you just don't seem like an in-town kinda guy" |
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"I'm not, really. I'd honestly rather be in the woods or something but hey, long as i'm with you i'm happy." He explained |
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"We can head into the woods?" She offered |
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He shook his head with a polite smile. "No, you wanted to come to town and i'm not going to make you leave for me, it's fine here." |
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"If you wanna leave, tell me" |
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"I don't, babe. We can stay here," Gale assured |
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Windy with Flurries
