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Send me a “ø” and I’ll generate a number, your muse will receive one of the following from mine
A night time cuddle coupon.
A simple slip of paper held between two fingers, followed by a rather cheesy grin presented in Emma’s direction. It wasn’t much, but it was the best goofy idea Neal had managed to conjure up in attempt to chase away her bad mood; he’d always had a habit of pulling out unexpected moves at just the right moment, and this wasn’t any different. It wasn’t until he lowered himself onto the couch next to where she was sitting that the streaks of tear-stains on her face became apparent to him, and his grin faded, but only for a moment as he pushed it back onto his face for good measure. He was supposed to cheer her up, not let the situation sadden him.
“Look what I’ve got. I’m gonna leave this here—-you can cash it in whenever you want. Anytime, anywhere. Whenever you feel like you need it most.”