He flinched a little bit as Marissa came into view, only because he hadn't been expecting her until a little while later, and she had scared him by just...appearing. "No, not yet...and I'm going to get you a bell or something, so I know when you're here." He smirked up at her, tilting his head back a bit until she lowered herself down.
He only looked away from her as she noted the dent he had been looking at before, gesturing up at it with his hands, glad that she was confused about it as well. "I know! Well, I don't know what the hell, because I haven't the slightest idea how it got there...which is what what the hell really translates into." He heaved a heavy sigh, raising his hands up to hold into hers, lacing thier fingers together. "I really don't want to think about the dent...the dent is going to mock me. We're changing the subject...what were you saying about planning fun?" He looked over at her, a smirk moving across his features.
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