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[ Literally Isaac's life so far, Allison Appreciation Life...he stills for a moment in thought. ]

No? Was I supposed to?

[ He's wearing an unsure smile now, not that she can see it. Curse his ignorance to the mathematical equation that is Allison's turn ons. Aand famous last words: ]

I can more often if you want.

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I wish you had.

[ but then it doesn't even matter, cause he says that and everything is even more right with the world than it was ten minutes ago. ]

Yes! Sing me another.

[algidity]

Why? I'm not all that good.

[ Maybe it says something about his actual self esteem that he's still putting himself down when wonderland magic is supposed to boost everyone's egos. ]

Uh. [ Don't mind him strumming strings finding the right place for his fingers at the neck. He seems to find what he's looking for but only pauses when he does. ] We probably don't listen to the same music...

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You're great, what are you talking about?

[ and he's all her's. she's a little giddy over that fact, that maybe she's the only one who knows this. that he did this for her. ]

Play me whatever you wanna play. I don't care what it is.

[algidity]

You'd say I was good even if I wasn't. You have to as my girlfriend.

[ That's part of the job descrip in fine print. He's smiling nonetheless.

Then, oh look at that, another simple song. ]

[driven]

Not necessarily. I could say you were good but I wouldn't push it. But you are.

[ there are always ways to get around it. not that she would, or has a reason to.

but she listens, and she's grinning again, still amazed. ]

Did you write that?