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"I'm an excellent gift giver," Jenny teased him, giving him a little nudge. When he offered her the soda, she was a little surprised. He had always remembered soda for her when they had been together, but that had been a long time ago. Or so it seemed to feel. She was glad he remembered, and she smiled gently, nodding.
"I'd love some," she assured him, squeezing his arm.
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