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A day later,

I texted her about

miscellaneous topics

Her: But did you put something

in my drink?

Me: Do you want me to be honest?

Her: Why wouldn't I?

Me: I slipped some pills in it. That's all

Her: I just don't understand why you...

Me: You should've seen yourself. Dancing around

like a child got all the presents she ever asked for.

Her: I did?

Me: You did. And you can feel that way as long

as you trust me.

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