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Originally Posted by fanficfanatict Harley was about to roll her eyes when she saw the look of pure wonder and joy etch across his face at the sight of the cotton candy. Could it be possible that Ryoma could actually be emotionally available to something, even though it was food, but still it was a start. The thought of this made Harley smile broadly as she held fast to her veggie burger. He was NOT a lost cause. She could maybe get inside his head if he would let her. Maybe then she would understand why he acted the way he did with women.
Taking another small bite out of her veggie burger she said to him, "You really love Cotton Candy. Any reason why...?" Baby steps... baby steps. "What's not to like about it?" he asked as he tore off a peace of the fluffy heaven and popped it into his mouth. "My mother used to always tell me that when you ate cotton candy, it was like you were eating a cloud." He tore of a few more pieces and popped them into his mouth, one after the other, hardly allowing himself any time to chew.
Which really wasn't a good idea as he began to mildly choke on it. Thankfully, cotton candy melted in your mouth and in your hands so it was only a few seconds until he was able to breathe again.
"That, and doesn't it resemble Marshmallow?"
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
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