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"Hayden, this is between me and Cyrus. Stay out of it." she said.
"Hayden, this is between me and Cyrus. Stay out of it." she said.
"Okay then. Tell me when you finally calmed down."
"I really must be going. Wars to prevent, scones to buy." Cyrus said. He walked off, leaving them standing there, Samantha dumbfounded.
"I hope you die in the war, Cyrus!" He yelled at him as he went over to Samantha, "You okay?"
"Yeah, he's not half bad when I need a favor though. I'm fine."
"Okay then. Do you want to go home now?"
"Sure, I guess." she said.
"Okay then." He left the room to got to his motorcycle, turned it on and waited for Samantha again.
Samantha hopped on and said, "Dinner?"
"Sure, where?" He asked as he drove off to their house.
"Anywhere."
"I'm terrible at picking, you pick."
"The first restaurant we see, we'll go to. Okay? Let's try something new."
"Okay then." He kept driving until he saw a Taco Bell and went over there.
"No, not that. I mean a real restaurant, not a fast food joint."
"Why?" He asked as he went back on the road and looked for a restaurant.
"Because I don't feel like gaining weight."
"But don't real restaurants make you fatter?"
"No, actually. Higher fat content in fast food, whereas most restaurants have lower fat content in their dishes."
(Hai! Good morning!)
(Hello?)
(srry about that, I wasn't able to be on yesterday. FORGIVE MEH)
"Okay then, smarty pants."
"Well, if you really want a heart attack," she said, "Be my guest."
"No thanks, a restaurant it is." He said as he looked around for a real restaurant.
"So, what do you think about meeting my brother?" Samantha asked tentatively.
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