He sighs, wishing he could agree with her but he doesn't want to argue with her either. He wants it to be true, and right. Instead he leans in and kisses her cheek if she lets him.
"You and I major in fine. We can handle anything."
And he believes that. Or, at least, he wants to believe it.
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"You and I major in fine. We can handle anything."
And he believes that. Or, at least, he wants to believe it.
[Wrap there heading into the new ac period?]