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Lawrence for president

"Are you okay?" Aiden asked as he wiped her tears after she'd seem collected.

"I'm fine. Chephirah appeared, so I got emotional knowing that I won't see her again," she exhaled.

"I understand how you feel," he smiled and patted her back.

"Gosh, I can't believe I cried!" Tiffany half screamed and covered her face with her palm.

"I know, right?" Aiden chuckled.

"I guess I'm beginning to look human, right?" Tiffany grinned.

"Come on, you've always looked like one," Aiden half frowned.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"By the way, I think the drawing on my shoulder left," Tiffany said and rolled her sleeve slowly.

"Really? Have you checked it?" Aiden asked.

"No, I just think it doesn't itch like it used to," she said and finally raised it.

"Whoa, it's really gone!" Aiden exclaimed.

"See, I told you!" Tiffany grinned.

"I'm glad."

"I guess I can wear clothes with tiny straps now," Tiffany grinned.

"Have you always wanted to wear one?"

"No, not really," Tiffany answered.

Aiden said nothing and only keep st
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