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"Hey" he breathed
"Hi" I stared into his eyes. My cheeks turned a shade of red as I remembered what he had in his hands.
"Waffles or Pancakes?" He started leaning into whisper in my ear.
"Onions" I whispered back.
"Good choice" his breath smelt like sunflowers and onions. That's when I knew he was the one...I love onions
"What's your name?" I asked
"Shrek...Shrek from my swamp."
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