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her gaze jerked up, off her own feet, to take in fashionably ratty ๔єςк shoes, some fоѓэіБи kind. above that were јэаиѕ, body hugging, old enough to look soft over ʜᴀʀᴅ мυѕ¢ℓєѕ. ʍoɹɹɐu hips. nice chest.face to drive a ѕ¢υℓρтσя crazy: ѕєηѕυσυѕ mouth, high cheekbones. dark sunglasses. slightly ŧøᵾsłɇđ brown hair..

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queenhayley:

     ❝…like you’ve never done it.
      I think I was blocking it from my mind.
      The hearts and teddy bears were overwhelming.❞

       [ She’s smiling - or trying to. He doesn’t seem to find this as funny as she does… ]

I don’t know, I’ve never really had a reason to celebrate it much?
                                                          It’s not really my thing…
 

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               ❝       Oh that. Well, personally I’m not a
      big fan of it either, so uh, I could’ve done the same
      couple of times.❞
   
     [ … but finally he did smile, too ]

             ❝We can always eat chocolate? Bake brownies?
      I can even bring myself to order pizza, but it’s
      horrible idea if you want to go for it.❞

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