[There we go. That was more like it— more like how Stella expected to be treated. More like she hadn’t been treated in a while— not since Bloom had caught Sky’s eye. She plays the part of the glowing princess, her head demurely bowed as she mirrors his motion with a curtsy.]
You’ll just have to write me a rain check, for a month from now.
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You’ll just have to write me a rain check, for a month from now.