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( At first, he was taking small bites. To savor the flavor, and make it last. But the taste is just way too good, so he can't help himself from chowing down... )
( It's an embarrassing sight. But he's obviously enjoying it. )
" These are so good... "
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โช Itโฆdoes? Edge felt a familiar warmth bloom in her chest, maybe it was happiness. She liked giving things more than receiving, so seeing his happiness...made it contagious.
A small smile, nodding slightly. And knowing that they have something in common, she liked that. โซ
ใ Not a problem. ใ
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A sweet smile on his face, he couldnโt help but laugh a little bit. Not at her admission, rather, something else.
โ We have that in common. Thatโs fun, isnโt it? โ
Nodding quietly. Taking one of the cookies out of the bag, lifting it up to eat.
โ โฆThis means a lot to me. โ
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โช Crossing her arms, gaze averting momentarily before meeting his calmly. His expressionโฆwasnโt really what she expected, anything genuine enough could disarm her.
A nod of confirmation. โซ
ใ Yes, I bake when I have time on my hands. ใ
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โ Oh! This isโฆ โ
Staring silently at the bag of freshly baked cookies. Taking it from her hands without saying anything.
His expression is soft, gentle. Almost vulnerable. Surprised to be givenโฆ Any gift, at all.
โ โฆDid, you make these yourself? โ
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