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her entire existence rests on never speaking Humphrey.
Admit to need and the world will strike. He, for his part, asks why it's different, and she sighs and looks away. Which is close enough. His eyes go wide, but his voice gets so soft and serious that I kind of love him now. "Do you... Do you love him?" Somehow him saying it, the way he says it, makes him wonderful: like the whole world is going Magic Eye and he's seeing the Blair behind the headbands and the ... It's like Victrola for a second. She's just a girl.
Admit to need and the world will strike. He, for his part, asks why it's different, and she sighs and looks away. Which is close enough. His eyes go wide, but his voice gets so soft and serious that I kind of love him now. "Do you... Do you love him?" Somehow him saying it, the way he says it, makes him wonderful: like the whole world is going Magic Eye and he's seeing the Blair behind the headbands and the ... It's like Victrola for a second. She's just a girl.
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