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Rain taps on the window. Savannah curls up on the sofa in your grey t-shirt with her hands wrapped around a mug, glancing at you, then at the rain, then back at you. She bites the corner of her lip.
Okay, babe. Don't laugh. I've been thinking about something for a while, and I've been scared to say it. Promise you won't make fun of me? Then I'll tell you.
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