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At last, they came to Terra's door.
"Thanks, Beastie Boy. I had a great time." She hugged him
tight, kissed him once on the cheek, and opened the door.
As she stepped inside, she turned to face him again. The
sarcastic smirk was gone, her face was softer, her eyes questioning. "Gar......do you wanna come in?"
He blinked, then laughed. "Don't tease me like that, Tara."
"I'm not teasing. I mean it."
Garfield stared at her longer, realizing she was serious.
He swallowed. Perhaps his green skin turned a shade paler. "Tara....you don't have to do this, you know."
"I know I don't have to. I want to. Do you?"
Gar thought about it, seriously, standing there on the
doorframe. When he looked at her again, she was still staring at him.
She was bad news on wheels, he had known that for some
time. Now he had reached the point where he had to decide whether he wanted to...take a ride. But that was part of why he had become her boyfriend in the first place, wasn't it? He was scared, true....but he was also excited.
She reached out with one hand, and he took it, and let
her pull him inside.
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