She took a few steps after him, but just enough to leave her at the entrance of the gazebo, leaning her arm up against the beam. She watched him go, finding herself smirking at what he utters back to her.
"And keep up that precious tough-ass act as well. I find your pety insults to be rather adorable in the middle of the night."
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"And keep up that precious tough-ass act as well. I find your pety insults to be rather adorable in the middle of the night."