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Originally Posted by Little Bird
The molly shrugged. "I don't know." she wasn't used to being asked that question, or really being told anything nice. There were many possibilities of things they could do, just Nettle couldn't think of them at the exact moment. She was to busy marveling at the fact he had asked her the question. Of course, whenever Nettle was pondering something like that, she would never make it obvious.
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"Oh... Hm.. What do you want to talk about?", Cyril meowed.