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"Hmm," Aaron smiled softly, "I do insist. Women are fascinating."
With that, Aaron sat down on her bed and watched her intently, "You do realize that you're crying, right? If it was allergies, you'd have been sniffling a lot earlier. I know you're not allergic to me, right? So, what's up, Clara? Did I go too far? I'm sorry." The apology had been genuine.
As Aaron sat there, he gazed around the room as if it were a mythical creature.
With that, Aaron sat down on her bed and watched her intently, "You do realize that you're crying, right? If it was allergies, you'd have been sniffling a lot earlier. I know you're not allergic to me, right? So, what's up, Clara? Did I go too far? I'm sorry." The apology had been genuine.
As Aaron sat there, he gazed around the room as if it were a mythical creature.