[And Luke just. Blushes, because no girl had even been this close to him for this long, smiling and teary and. His hands twitch, and then he brings one of them back to rub the back of his head while the other stays on her back. He has to glance away, too, because honestly... No one's ever looked at him like that, either. And it makes him want to shy away. Or at least just chuckle nervously, but he won't fulfill either of those. Instead, he just smiles sheepishly.]
W-Well, you were talking about missing Christmas, so I thought... you know. You'd want one, even if it's late.
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W-Well, you were talking about missing Christmas, so I thought... you know. You'd want one, even if it's late.