[He laughs with her, and his hand is out of his pocket again, pushing her hair back behind her ear. Something almost like guilt turns in his stomach, but he hears the things his mom told him, too: you will fall in love again, and you should say it as often as you feel it.
He's too scared to follow her advice, at least right now. So he holds out his hand instead, because maybe it'll be easier if she decides.] It's going to be a really quiet walk, if we both stop talking.
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He's too scared to follow her advice, at least right now. So he holds out his hand instead, because maybe it'll be easier if she decides.] It's going to be a really quiet walk, if we both stop talking.