"I don't think this is about finding a parking spot," Eulalia mused. "do you want to come over?"Victor felt like he'd been caught red-handed. His ears twitched nervously, and after a moment's hesitation, he decided to be direct: "Can I come home with you?"Eulalia had said "come over," but Victor said "come home." One word made all the difference.Eulalia was momentarily speechless, staring at his face without reacting.She had just been making small talk, but Victor took it seriously.In her mind, Victor was like a teenage boy just entering puberty – passionate about his feelings but also cautious and shy.She used to tease him by calling him "Mr. Hollywood," and his ears would turn red, the blush spreading down to his neck like a cooked shrimp.She expected him to shy away this time too, but surprisingly, he stared at her stubbornly, like a puppy waiting for its owner to take it home."I'm sorry, that was too sudden," Victor finally backed down. He took a deep breath and popped fou
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