“Look at my clothes, I'm not dressed right.” “It’s alright, here take my coat. It'll do it.” His white coat was twice her size, it smells like a fresh dewy morning. Mauve breathes in the heavenly smell as she takes Nicholas’ hand and hopped on the glass board. She tightened her grip on Nicholas’ hand fearing they would lose balance. “See, not too wobbly at all. Are you alright Mauve?” She realizes she has her eyes closed, both of her hands clinging to his arm for dear life. She opens her eyes and sees Nicholas’ face, his eyes up close glisten just like a blue diamond. “Uh-yeah, I suppose”. Nicholas chuckles and holds her waist in response.
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