Marshmallow: Urp…
Paris: Are you sure you’re ok?
Marshmallow: I’m not… just… go home…
Paris: You’re not doing well. I’m staying. Besides, we said every Monday and Wednesday, right? I don’t want to break our deal.
Marshmallow: Well can you at least get me some saltines or something?
Paris: Fine. I promise I won’t be gone long.
Two Weeks Later…
Thistle: I love you, Marshmallow.
Marshmallow: I love you, too.
Thistle: So, I’d say this day was pretty successful, huh?
Marshmallow: Absolutely.
Paris: I can’t wait to get to know you, Marshmallow.
Marshmallow: Me too.
Paris: You know, we should start hanging out during the day. While they’re on the case.
Marshmallow: Don’t you have school?
Paris: It’s night school. I’ll have too much time to waste.
Marshmallow: Well alright, then. It sounds like a plan.
Thistle: I’ll see you then.
Fleur-de-Lis: We should probably go, though.
Thistle: So soon?
Fleur-de-Lis: We do have work tomorrow, you know.
Fleur-de-Lis: So… cold…
Marshmallow: Well, that’s what happens when you’re outside for two hours straight.
Fleur-de-Lis: Still, I had a lot of fun. Thank you, guys.
Marshmallow: Of course. You can’t live in Waffle Creek without enjoying winter.
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