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“It’s not so bad. We make it work.” He said and smiled as he looked over at his dog before back at Poppy. “Exactly. That or Cinderella, right?” Oliver teased a little more and listened to her. “And nothing should. However, we’ll always have some expectation from someone no matter what happens in our lives.” He tried pointing out. While he didn’t have that with his parents, he still felt like he wasn’t living up to what people thought he should; especially now being home. “I’m great.”
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Poppy turned her head to look over at him, furrowing her brows. “Please. If you ever catch me in a dress, put me in a mental facility because something will be very wrong.” She couldn’t imagine ever wearing a dress like the princesses in the movies. She tapped her fingers against the side of her leg as she let her eyes focus on him. “Why do you have to be so fucking logical?” She frowned. “And you’re okay,” she fought back the smirk daring to cross her features.















