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“Life is abundant with disappointment, I’m afraid.”
“Well, aren’t you quite the conversationalist!” “Self-taught.”
“You have such little faith in me, Mak.” “Rightfully so,” he counters. “Need I remind you of the tears that were shed over a button last night?” “Buttons are the bane of my existence,” I say simply. “That was the only appropriate response.” “Naturally.”
“Just because I’m a lover, doesn’t mean I can’t admire the fighters.”
“Plagues, this place is a shithole.” “Hey!” The back of her hand meets my stomach. “It’s home.” “Well, your home is a shithole.” She gives me a pointed look. “You don’t have to be rude.” “Have you met me?” I ask this very genuinely.
“This may come as a shock to you, but I can be a bit… blunt at times.” She smiles encouragingly. “Self-awareness is the first step to change.” “Oh, I’m not planning on changing.
“Did you need to practice?” “Well… no, but—” “See, you’re a natural at this happy, girly shit.”
“I just can’t believe you would do all that for me.” He smiles slightly as I continue, “And yet, you refuse to learn how to skip.”
“I would argue that nothing I could do for you would top this humiliation.”
“You are the sweetest thing I have never tasted.” Another brush of his knuckles. “And I doubt I’ve craved anything more.”
