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It's cold tonight. I miss you.

*throws rocks at her window* Psst.

*perks up, dashes to the window to peek out, then shove it open* Hi. *she beams*

Hey kid. How's things?

Oh, you know. Same. Like always. Well, better, now.

Good to hear. *climbs up the drainpipe though he knows he has a key*

*laughs - she's thinking the same thing* You know, there's...never mind. *she holds out her hand, a little uselessly, since she wouldn't really be able to help him up*

There's what? *hoists himself up and inside her room with a wide grin and an elaborate bow*

*she applauds* An easier way to do that. But not a better one.

*laughs* I do it well.

Along with, oh...*she giggles* everything else?

*laughs and kisses her softly* I'm the magic man.

*latches onto his jacket and stretches up to kiss him back* That's what they tell me.

*deepens the kiss and makes a very happy sound* I think that's just me. On more than one occasion.

*tries not to swoon* No wonder I believe it, then.

*holds her tightly* How're doing, kid?

I'm...*settles against him* I'm okay, I think. I'm really good, right now.

*may have purred happily* Good good.

You up for doing a run tonight? I promise I'll make it good!

*she grins* Sure. As if you could make anything not good.

*laughs, and grins* This is so very true. I am amazing, after all.

*sighs, beams up at him* I know.

*laughs softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead* This is a very good thing to know.

*her eyelids flutter* And I won't forget.

Have you eaten today? I'm sure I could attempt to rustle something up that isn't burnt cereal if I really try.

I ate, a little. How do you know I don't like your burnt cereal?

*laughs* Because I don't even like my burnt cereal, Shi.

Come on, food.

You are biased. I'll take anything.

Including burnt cereal? *eyebrows*

*holds back a giggle* Sure, if that's what I end up with.

*snickers* Rather you than me, kid.

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