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(sorry, finals week has been hectic plus I had a wedding this weekend lol) Sage chuckled softly as she spoke, shrugging slightly. "Apparently I was," he noted. "I thought I could keep out relationship strictly professional. Was definitely in over my head there," he added with a laugh and an amused shake of his head. He leaned into her peck happily, nodding along. "I'm glad I decided to show up at the castle," he murmured. |
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"I'm glad I decided to pick you," She murmured, holding his gaze before wiping something off his cheek with a light frown. "How did you even get that on your face?" Elara muttered, flicking the piece of food off her nail as she looked back up at him. |
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Sage just grinned at her, nodding along in response to her comment. When she reached to wipe off whatever had gotten on his face, he wrinkled his nose in faint amusement, lifting his shoulders in a shrug. "No idea," he admitted. "Talent?" |
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She chuckled lightly, smiling softly. "Go ahead, call it anything at this point." Elara mused, laughing. |
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Sage just grinned, leaning over to stick his face into hers. "Well, you're not denying it," he chirped, clearly just messing around a bit. |
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She smirked, copying him. "You're right, i'm not. I don't deny a lot of things," Elara mused with a chuckle |
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Sage just laughed softly at her comment, leaning over to peck her cheek lightly. "I think you just can't deny the fact that I'm extremely talented," he teased lightly. He had his flaws of course, but he could mess around. |
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"You are talented, just in your own. . . special way." She noted, looking up at him with a grin when he pecked her cheek. "You are special to me though, Sage." |
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