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"You alright, Courtney?" Anthony asks me with a hushed voice.
"What?"
"You barely touched your ice-cream."
After the argument with Celine and Chase, Anthony called and asked if I wanted to go out or something. So naturally, I settled in for some Baskin Robbin's.
"If you're not gonna eat that, I will." He teases. I roll my eyes and shove a spoonful of ice-cream into his mouth to shut him up.
"Satisfied?" I smirk.
"Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing. I'm perfectly fine."
"Uh huh. The Courtney I know would have finished that by now and gone up for seconds."
I glare at him. "Funny." I mix my ice-cream around, turning into a sloppy mess of mint chip. Suddenly, Anthony reaches across the table and gives me a small kiss on the cheek.
"Anthony!" I exclaim.
"What? I needed to distract you."
"Distract me?" I raise an eyebrow, puzzled. I look to see a bowl of ice-cream in his hand, a proud smirk plastered on his face.
"Since, you can be easily distracted."
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Yes, I know what you're thinking...
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Welp. I simply have no explanation, but I at least hope you found it cute.
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