Yeah, there's no way he'd do something like that. [ no more murdering the cheese and grapes. ] But again it's for the sake of his friend, so... maybe he can put up with it.
[ ... not that... he seems like he puts up with it, or her, the way he lights up the moment he sees her and the sweetness of their nightly ritual...
anna's cheeks pinken and she huffs softly. ]
He's doing a bad job of playing pretend though. It almost feels like he really likes me. Like, more than a friend. He doesn't make goodnight kisses feel like a chore at all.
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Yeah, there's no way he'd do something like that. [ no more murdering the cheese and grapes. ] But again it's for the sake of his friend, so... maybe he can put up with it.
[ ... not that... he seems like he puts up with it, or her, the way he lights up the moment he sees her and the sweetness of their nightly ritual...
anna's cheeks pinken and she huffs softly. ]
He's doing a bad job of playing pretend though. It almost feels like he really likes me. Like, more than a friend. He doesn't make goodnight kisses feel like a chore at all.