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Mad Eye Touz 
"I share them all with her. They make her happy. They actually make her REALLY happy and I like to be the one that gives her the thing that gets that big smile on her face. It gets me right here," Plymouth patted his chest, right over heart. And then.... things got serious again.
Plymouth gave her a crooked sort of grin, one complete with a nice shade of pink from his blushing. In a hushed, secretive voice, Plymouth replied, "I told you I would have. I didn't mean to do that.. that thing that day, but it was my fault," so she said, "so I would have fixed it. I wouldn't have you unhappy on my account. You're actually far far too pretty and sweet to ever be sad." And that was the truth. It held true for Cela, too. Plymouth reached his hand up and cupped her cheek for a second and put it down quickly.
"Copernicus is just worried. He worries. I don't know why. I like him though, so he needs to be there. With us."
Kayla leaned forward so that she could hear what Plymouth was saying. "It wasn't all your fault Plymouth, I did start it." The guy was just too adorable, loyal, honorable and all that sort of stuff rolled into one amazing person. "But what about you Plymouth? Would you have been happy, leaving Cela just to make me happy?" Kayla jerked back slightly from his touch not because she didn't like but because she did.
Crap, crap, crap!! What was she doing? This was not supposed to happen to her, ugh she was slightly confused. Plymouth Morgan was her complete opposite he was all sunshine and daisies and she was...unpredictable, unreasonable at times and very, very complicated. "I think I might go up to the food trolley..." and possible throw herself off the train in the process..."I could do with a drink, what about you?"
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Copernicus coughed into his hand briefly. Had Winters really just uninvited him to his OWN HOUSE? Wow, the girl was bold. "I have no issue with the act of camping itself," he fibbed. "I'm just not sure we'll be home this summer. But I can't speak for Plymouth, so by all means..."
He sank back into his seat, watching the new girl who entered the car. So this was Avalon's girlfriend. It would be fascinating to see what exactly Avalon deemed appropriate behavior, since everything Cope did was wrong, and based on the looks Plymouth was getting... he was wrong too.
His hands went to his eyes, and he rubbed vigorously. Let him be struck blind and deaf and mute all at once so he didn't have to discuss camping or watch Plymouth alternate between flirting with Anna and Kayla and making a fuss over Cela.
Kayla looked at Copernicus for a moment. "Liar" she muttered. She could always tell when people lied openly. "Well if you're not home then you're not home" she shrugged, it wasn't as though she was depending on this whole camping thing anyway.