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PART 2 BECAUSE SCRIBBLD IS A H0R
Andie sits there for a few seconds, eyes closed, her sanity simmering somewhere on the brink of panic. She cracks one eye open, terrified that he's just staring at her like she's grown three heads, but is surprised to find him sitting there, his face very close to hers, with his eyes closed as well. Andie sits there for another second or two, cheeks burning, before she clears her throat gently. "Uh. Jimmy?"

Jimmy's pretty sure he wants to die a little. He cracks one eye open, too, looking as guilty as a kid stealing from the cookie jar. "Uh. Hi. I was. Just. Uh."

Andie shuts her eyes again. She should just get it over with and stop being such a terrified baby. He was doing the same thing! He wanted to kiss her! Maybe! Oh dear god. She squeezes her eyes shut as tight as they go, till it almost hurts, and then closes that gap, missing his mouth full-on and catching the corner of it. She pulls back fast as a snapping rubber band and covers her sugary mouth with one hand, eyes still closed.

Jimmy opens his eyes, stunned, but a touch emboldened. Andie did it, he ought to man up and do it right. Right? Just because he's a part-time ballerina doesn't mean he can't kiss a girl. Right? He sucks in a breath, crawls across the space in the grass between them, and reaches for Andie's hand, pulling it away from her mouth. It's much softer and smaller than his and his stomach does something weird when he laces his fingers with hers, but he bravely ignores it and leans in, touching his lips very tentatively to the center of her mouth, barely tasting the chocolate there.

Andie makes a soft noise of surprise but doesn't break the kiss, just squeezes Jimmy's hand. Well. It'll be an interesting story to tell the kids.

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Oh, GOD.