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| Once we're both inside, we make ourselves to our table, once we're both seated, we're given menus, I take a look, desiding what I may have, I look at you from the corner of my eye, you seem some what uncomfortable.
"Is...something wrong?" I ask, and you sigh and ask me if you 'scared' me becasue you're dressed like this.
I smile sweetly, "No, of corse not, you look amazing, I was suprised but in a good way, why would you of scared me?"
you smile gently back, "I don't think you should hide yourself and what you are, don't ever be ashamed."
The waiter then comes over to take orders, once he writes them down he walks away then a slight awkward silence comes, I lace my hands together under the table and breathe in deeply to calm myself as my nerves are coming back.
you glance and me and smile, I do the same back and clear my throat.
"How do you feel about children?"
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