[Peony you are incorrigible sometimes. It is a good thing she likes you.
She goes into her room for a few minutes, trying not to look so sad. There's no helping how she feels. When she comes back out, she's at least looking at him and not the ground.]
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She goes into her room for a few minutes, trying not to look so sad. There's no helping how she feels. When she comes back out, she's at least looking at him and not the ground.]
I'm ready, I suppose.