"Rightβ¦" Noah muttered. "Thatβ¦. alright. I'm honoured, in that case. You've never spoken to anyβ¦. urchins before?"
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She shook her head, smiling. She seemed a little ditzy. βNot once. Youβre my first urchin!β She said proudly. It was something for her to be excited over.
Perplexed at how excited she seemed by this concept, he offered a vague nod. "Alrightβ¦.."
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Arabella shifted again, as if she couldn't get comfortable, Her poised figure grew tired, and it was starting to show. "Do you often stay out this late?" she asked softly, looking over at him with a kind smile. "I might just love to meet you again sometime. Speaking with you has been more beneficial than speaking with anyone else has."
For a brief moment, surprise was writing itself all over Noahβs features. But a mask of nonchalance was soon crashing down to mask the emotions he couldnβt afford to expose. βI sleep in the day,β he answered for simplicityβs sake. βIβll knock on your window if Iβm in the area again.β
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βGreat! I look forwards to it!β She chattered happily. The soft expression on her face radiated a joy. She had spoken to someone on her own. She was proud of herself
(Im dying this is so adorable)
(Thanks, Joy!)
A warmth began to spread through Noahβs chest. He frowned down at his traitorous heart, but offered the girl a smile. βI do, too.β
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(Aww Thanks!)
βSo, now you can say youβve talked to a strange girl on a rooftop.β She winked, folding her arms over her chest and rubbing them. βThough donβt be offended if I donβt invite you inside. That is the one rule of our house I will not break.β
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(Cough)