Blush Is A Bitch
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"You know you could've just said that?" I asked. Of course to ruin my moment of courageousness, in came the red waves, splashing their way into my cheeks. I tried my best to hide the blush but of course he saw it and smirked.
In a mocking voice he retorted "you know you could've just opened your eyes?"
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