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i - sorry. i think you looked great, i get nervous. that's all, kinda embarassing. but you're kinda the only person who can do that to me.
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( the look on her features wipes his antics off in a minute. ) . . . well. ahem. ( how could he address it? )
you looked . . . really good. too good, so i saved face.
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windgales.xn--0qah2a grips u and ur lighter
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( laughter spills from his lips and a pair of hands grasp the side of her helmet as she wore it. ) you were already cool, proxy.
( the visor is slid upwards, peering at her from outside of it. ) see? super, shuper cool.
well you ride with me sometimes but you don't have a helmet, so i got you one and just tinkered with it a bit.
there's a little sons of calydon sticker to remember little old me. maybe someday you can ride your own, just safely.

















