[john turns to her with a tiny smirk, and then he shakes his head with a tiny laugh when she wiggles the flute in her hand. he lifts up his own flute toward hers as if half in toast, wriggling the flute that is also filled with sparkling cider.]
So is mine. [the tiny smirk on his face widens into something of a smile.] But like I said before, you deserve to relax too more than most people even so if you wanted to have an alcoholic drink too, I wouldn't tell.
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[john turns to her with a tiny smirk, and then he shakes his head with a tiny laugh when she wiggles the flute in her hand. he lifts up his own flute toward hers as if half in toast, wriggling the flute that is also filled with sparkling cider.]
So is mine. [the tiny smirk on his face widens into something of a smile.] But like I said before, you deserve to relax too more than most people even so if you wanted to have an alcoholic drink too, I wouldn't tell.