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selfembodiment

                    She's in the middle of her meal when she's chewing and chewing. Minding her own business and reading over her book, she knows he's there, her toe occasionally runs across his toe just to reminder herself he's still there (she just has a subconscious worry that people are going to disappear. Who could blame her with her circumstances though?). But then while she's in the middle of her page, he just has to say something that makes her stop chewing, and slowly look up at him, flipping over her book, food half chewed in her mouth. "Did you half to say that while I'm eating?" She says blankly. Now she doesn't even want to finish.

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amexpure

                    Little lost, cute puppies are not on her agenda. In fact, she doesn't even like dogs ! So why she's standing in front of the window, looking at a bunch of dogs with adoration in her eyes is baffling to her. What is she going to do with this? Go in and get another pet? She might buy a fish, but her cat might eat it... So what does she do? She turns to the stranger just walking out of the pet shop and asks quietly, "How did you resist the urge?" Since clearly, they have no puppy in their arms.

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dvsmorphia

                    Don't mind her, she's barely even watching, she's just tapping her foot and letting her hand carry the pen around the paper mindlessly (she's not very talented at drawing, but the doodles are nice for keeping her hand and mind occupied). She'll even hum along to the music, swaying just slightly. You clearly have decent taste, otherwise she wouldn't be doing anything.

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                                  " oh, yes, do tell me more. "

                  batting her long eyelashes, she'll smile sweetly to you.