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More Than Pity

More Than Pity

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Romance
"You know you don't have to hang out with me." I mumbled, resting my chin against my arms. She gave me a chuckle and looked straight at me. "But what if I want too?" She asked. Embarrassingly I pushed myself away from the edge and floated on my back. "Well, you want to?" I asked quietly. She just gave a snort of laughter and smiled warmly. "Of course I do."
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