Oh now she was turning red. Blue tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear, her hand lingering near her cheek like the nervous school girl the little nano-pheromone-machines in her system was dictating her to be.
"W-well. How am I supposed to say no to that face? I guess you've won me over."
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"W-well. How am I supposed to say no to that face? I guess you've won me over."