school: beau

[shaft]

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[disreguarded]

[that makes her giggle, because he's not wrong.]

Bet your ass you are. People dance on tables in Hupperdook, it's a whole performance - and the fireworks.

[she slings an arm around his waist.]

... Hey. I'm glad I met you. I know I've said it before. Saying it again. And - I'm glad I don't have to stop knowing you.

[shaft]

[ He looks a little emotional at that—it's been a wild couple of weeks. ]

I'm glad I met you too, Beau. [ Knocks their heads together. ] And I'm glad that I can keep knowing more and more about you.

[ Gently, he presses a little kiss to her temple. ]

[disreguarded]

[it sure has been. she seems to appreciate both the head knock and the kiss, keeping their heads together after.]

We'll see if you end up regretting those words. [but this time it's joking, without the hint of horrible self-worth in there.]