“Don’t touch that! You’d think with the number of times you’ve been in this store, you’d know what’s not good for you.” She heads over and smacks his hands, taking the small bottle from him. She’s not actually angry, though a slight frown pulls at her lips quickly changing to a smirk after she has the bottle in hand. “Honestly, it’s like you’re looking to be injured.”
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