Cassidy... She looks forlornly through the frost-touched window pane as you receive Christine's long-awaited missive. Seeing you smile used to fill her with warming endearment, but now it leaves her with a pang deep in her chest, hollowing her out empty and raw.
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Maybe you should write a play to keep us entertained.
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[ He also laughs. ]
That's way too much work.
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Pats his shoulder. ]
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I'm not sure what to write in my second letter, though.
[ It's my fault for not being into romance. ]