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—henry trying his best to hide his forming infatuation with you, though he usually blows his cover by staring as you walk by him.
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"thanks for the staring contest, mills." you said as you passed him by, henry's eyes opened wide as his cheeks went red, his eyes followed your movements as you left.
though the crumpled piece of paper that sat in his lap made him smile afterwards, as he later found out it was your number.
