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Minnie: *grins at him*
Hello Fan Fictioners! I'm back with a new story. Of course, it's cliché, it's romance, and it's gonna be one hell of a story. It's not the average...
Minnie: I hope so...
Minnie: I hope it's not the "throw you in the pool" technique. I've had that happen to me all too often and I still don't know how to swim.
Minnie: And why do you say that? *looks up at him with a raised eyebrow*
Minnie: Thank goodness you're getting a pool. Though I'm not a very fast learner when it comes to swimming. *blushes, looking down at her lap,...
Minnie: *pokes his nose* Of course I don't know you very well. I've only known you for a year. And thank goodness.
Minnie: But it's still a wedding. You're supposed to dress nice. Or rather, fancy.
Minnie: *she frowns slightly* But you know I hate dressing up. Dresses and makeup and heels, gosh, the heels.
Minnie: *looks up at him, the blush still on her cheeks, and grins*
Minnie: *blushes, looking down at her lap* Aww. Thanks.
Minnie: *giggles*
Minnie: Fine. But only because it's you. *pokes his cheek*
Minnie: *pouts* But you know I'm not a very patient person.
Minnie: A secret? Can I at least get a tiny hint? Please? *pouts and bats her eyelashes*
Minnie: So. *pulls back and leans back in her chair* Any other surprises I should know about? *grins*
Minnie: *pulls back a bit* But this is a huge deal. *kisses him again* You are the best.
Minnie: *smiles widely at him* You truly are the best, Daryl. *kisses him quickly, then throws her arms around him and hugs him tightly*
Minnie: Concert tickets? For us? *smiles down at them* But Daryl, I thought this show was sold out.
Minnie: *sets her fork down* What's this? *grabs the ticket*