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"You wouldn't have met me" She reminded him quietly |
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Gale did'nt respond,just kept his head back and eyes closed,finger tapping the ground. "Perhaps I could've met another,perhaps,though,perhaps." |
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Kayla went over and sat beside him, laying her head on his shoulder |
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He started quietly humming a old song Rosé had sung to him.A light flickered in him as she rest her head on his shoulder,Gale's arm automatically wrapping around her. |
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"Are you going to try me again tonight?" He asks,a flirtasious tone in his voice.Gale kissed her neck,nipping lightly after. |
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Kayla tipped her head back slightly, smiling softly. "Maybe" She said quietly |
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Gale chuckled,responding only after a moment. "I know you well enough that maybe is closer to a yes then a no." He says,shifting himself. |
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"That's true" She agreed quietly |
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He chuckled again,the hum forming in the back of his throat as it slipped out. |
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Evening Thunderstorms, Hail Possible
