"How come there's glitter all over me, it's everywhere you guys"
"Well, it is kind of what we do", he said smiling, his dimples showing, the mint haired-boy glared at him as she was processing what he just said, they were afraid that if she knew a little bit more about them she would run away, and they didn't want that, they needed her. "
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"What's fine? You held it in for so long and I know you're silently crying"
"When you feel like this again, please . . . Don't leave yourself for too long. You're destroying yourself. And I can't bear to see you breaking"