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Wearing slacks and a shirt, he sat across from me as we ate. We had broken the ice, and were beginning to talk like old friends. We talked about school, my classmates, the teachers and we both found that we had an interest in literature and dance. While we ate, we occasionally glanced up at one another, being slightly suggestive with our eyes and our mannerisms. I knew he liked me, and I’m sure he could tell that I liked him. After we were done, we put our dishes in the sink and went out to the living room. I wasn’t sure what I should do next, but I know I didn’t want to go. I sat down on his couch in my red dress and crossed my legs. ‘Do you mind if turn the radio on?’ he asked. I shook my head ‘no’. He turned it on and it was a slow song. He sat beside me on the couch. There wasn’t any lights on in the house. The light of the sky was quickly becoming darker. Outside the snow drifted down slowly. He sat facing me, his arm propped up on the back of the couch. ‘You look really pretty.

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