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SenoritaMaxie
Gold frowned. "If you don't want me to care for you, then fine," she said, turning away from him. Why were they always sort of fighting? She sometimes thought it was because she loved him a bit too much to be less caring. Something of that sort, yeah.
"Then you won't have to pick roses for me," she said, with a little shrug. "You can use your wand if you want some." That, at least, would be nice. Really nice.
Dylan pouted as she turned away from him, "I do want you to care for me, but they are only scratches. My arm isn't going to fall of if they go left untreated. They will probably be gone by tomorrow."
"But I want to pick roses for you," he smiled, "Adds to the sentimentality. Shows that I mean it." Did she not want him to pick roses for her?