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Just like before,
they were at the park.
He almost forgot his real agenda
because of her. He's been searching
for a month.

. . . . . .

Daphne:
Seth

Seth:
Stop calling me.

Seth:
And stop pouting!

Daphne:
It's just uh.. how can I help you
if I don't know what you are looking for?
It's been a month of searching for you
and a month of guessing for me.

. . . . . .

He glared at her.
That made her scratched
the back of her head. She can't help
but to rub her arms. It's cold
and her blazer doesn't seems to help her.
She was staring at the stars
when she felt something on her arms.
His coat.

. . . . . .

Daphne:
You're just wearing a shirt.
Keep this.

Seth:
It's fine.

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