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"My hair, clothes, and body are still stained with coffee."

❝How is possible for your body to stain? I made sure to make the temperature mild.❞

"Wow, just mild? I should be relieved. NOT. Dimples, I was flirting with you, why did you pour my order of coffee on me?"

❝I wanted to mess you up. You seemed to perfect.❞

"That. Doesn't. Make. Sense."

❝Yes it does love.❞

"Can you repeat that?"

❝I said yes it does.❞

"No, no, no. You called me a loving nickname."

❝I didn't. Anyway, do you expect me to pay for your clothing bill or something?❞

"Darling, admit it. You called me love."

❝Oh, can you repeat that?❞

"I said, admit it. You called me love."

❝Um, no. You called me darling. You did the other day.❞

"Hmmm, pretty sure I didn't."

❝Can I go off topic for a minute?❞

"Of course."

❝I just wanted to let you know that I confronted my sisters about my insecurities...❞

"What did they say?"

❝They never knew. They said they'll try their best to help me overcome these insecurities I have. I'm...so relieved.❞

"That's great, I'm happy for you."

❝I'm still a work in progress.❞

"Not to me you're not."

❝Thank you...idiot.❞

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