Melting

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David: Alright if you are okay then do you want to finish the movie?                                                                         Mystery girl: Yes*They finish the movie and it is now starting to become light outside*                                   David:*stomach growls* Uhm Mystery girl do you think we could have some breakfast? I hate to ask, but I am really hungry.                                                                                                                                                                   Mystery girl:*Laughs* Of course David I have some cereal.*pours cereal and milk into a bowl* Wait if we eat cereal does that make us CEREAL killers?!                                                                                                             David:*laughs*                                                                                                                                                                                   Mystery girl:*Laughs*                                                                                                                                                                     David and Mystery girl:*Eat the cereal*                                                                                                                                 Mystery girl: We should go check on the kittens.                                                                                                                 David: Okay                                                                                                                                                                                         Mystery girl: When I am around David it makes me feel like the (figurative) ice around my heart is melting. I know that is a crappy way to explain it, but this feeling is hard to explain I haven't felt this way since . . . Oh no. I don't what it is about David that makes me fell this way.*sigh* Wait what am I doing. I can't let myself feel this way. Last time I did . . .Just forget I said anything. The snow is melting so David will leave soon the I will be alone again.

What hasn't she felt this way since? What happened last time she felt this way?  

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