[his heart's soaring-- but it's not the painful kind of soar that sends him straight to the emergency room. it's the kind he felt a couple of weeks ago. the kind he'll probably never admit. he claps a hand over his chest and fights back a bright smile with a shy one.]
It's.. kind of complicated, and you might not believe me at first.
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It's.. kind of complicated, and you might not believe me at first.