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Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering.
As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
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Shoto was busy in her room once more, flipping through his book and sitting up straight on one the nets. Azrael was practically squawking in panic as she searched in different compartments for an outfit for her date.
"You're shedding." He said nonchalantly as he turned a page.
"I can't help it! I'm just really nervous! I have lived in the mountains like a damn kungfu master meditating!" He looked at her in confusion.
"You do kungfu?" She halted and looked at him weirdly. "Nah it's an expression? Simile? We learnt these in English and you got full marks." She scratched her neck as she looked at his serious face.
"Oh." He blinked at her.
She then went back to her panicking.
"You look... you look presentable, am I... supposed to say more." She smiled at his words and grabbed a oversized white sweater and a pair of shorts with some chunky shoes.
Shoto by now had realised that each one of her shirt had some sort of button at the back as she flew into the bathroom to shower and change.
This had been on accident for when he had borrowed her coat, he realised that he was still freezing at the back.
"How do I look?" She twirled in the air. "You look functional." He nodded. "Thanks Shoto! I now need some cash... DAD!" Horns appeared in her hair when she yelled and Shoto found that slightly... amusing.
"WHAT?!" The man materialized in front of them, looking slightly annoyed. "Money." She grinned.
"Fifty." The man said. "A hundred." She bargained. "Seventy five." He countered. "Done." They shook on it. The doorbell then rang. Lucifer took their hands and they then appeared in the lobby. He opened it and there was Kaminari in a white t-shirt and denim jacket, a pair of headphones still blasting music around his neck.
"Hey AZ! You look really pretty!" Azrael was subtly releasing black flames from her ponytail as she grinned.
"Thank you! You look nice too! Oh this is my dad!" She looked at her dad happily. Denki went pale and smiled nervously.
"H-Hello sir." He cleared his throat and bowed deeply. "Good afternoon Kaminari. I've heard a lot about you." The man grinned.
