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He kissed her back lightly, smirking a little at the mention of Emilie. "Yeah, I know her." He commented, flopping down on her bed. "But there is one, I don't know his name...but he put on these gloves before he'd touch the door. So fucked up."
But that aside, he took her hand and pulled her a little closer. "You want to watch a movie?" He asked, smiling at her. "Anything you want. You pick."
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