[ He can't be bothered to think about if what she said is a compliment or an insult, so he just ignores the redness etching his cheeks with something stupid... cause he's stupid.. and also can't think straight from all of this flirting.. ]
Aaahhh, and you're so hot, sweet rose, like.. [ a beat. ] Butter.. that has been in the sun for a long time. [ what.. ]
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Aaahhh, and you're so hot, sweet rose, like..
[ a beat. ]
Butter.. that has been in the sun for a long time.
[ what.. ]