"Ne, Lu-chan. How do you really feel about him?" Levy murmured. "Who?" Lucy asked as she took a sip of her drink. "You know..." Levy replied with a hints of amusement and impatience. "Natsu."
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“Ne, Lu-chan, how do you really feel about him?” Levy murmured.
“Who?” Lucy asked as she took a sip of her drink.
“You know…” Levy replied with a hint of amusement and impatience. “Natsu?”
The flush that crawled up the back of Lucy’s neck was easily spotted from Levy’s seat and she grinned into her own drink.
“What do you mean, really feel?” Lucy spluttered. “We’re friends and teammates, that’s all… If anyone is feeling anything, it’s you, Levy-chan, for Gajeel.”
The tables having been effectively turned on her, Levy released an “eep” noise and sunk into her seat, hastily saying, “We just worked together for a year, that’s it!”
But Lucy’s smug grin said she thought differently.
