[ she isn't fully convinced; maybe it's the alcohol, or maybe it's just her trying her best not to read into things... still, her eyes narrow and she gives him a dry look. ]
If you say so. [ and it's then that she remembers that this was supposed to be an activity to pay him back, and yet, she hasn't heard his heart make noises the same way a choir of angels would.
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If you say so. [ and it's then that she remembers that this was supposed to be an activity to pay him back, and yet, she hasn't heard his heart make noises the same way a choir of angels would.
that's strange.
she's doing a bad job at this. ]
It'll be better than tonight, at least.