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[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

He blushed a bit, "This," he kissed her again, then got off of her. He looked up at the ceiling. "W-we should check on Nina."  

[DncStar]

Allison smiled softly, and shrugged. "If thats what you'd like. I'm going to go up to my room." She nodded softly, and got up brushing past him as she walked towards her room. She went into her room and propped her pillows up and laid on her bed, reading silently.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

He gulped, running his hand through his hair. He went downstairs. "What'd you convince her to do?" he asked.
Nina was quiet.  

[DncStar]

Allison yawned and set the book down. She slipped down, sprawled across her bed and fell asleep quickly. Her hair had fallen over her face as she lay there. The book lay open under her hand.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

Nina packed her clothes up in one box, putting the rest away in the other boxes. Conan watched her silently, waiting for an answer.  

[DncStar]

Allison murmered softly, curling up into a ball on the bed, knocking the book to the floor. It landed on the floor with a thud, not loud enough to disturb the sleeping girl. She sighed softly and rolled over.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

Conan sighed, going upstairs. He went into Allison's room to get the pieces of the book. He looked at her as he walked in, sighing.  

[DncStar]

Allison's eyes opened as she heard him enter. "Hi." She muttered sleepily. A dopey grin was spread across her face as she attempted to sit up. She was still kind of asleep therefore falling forward on the bed towards him.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

He caught her, "Careful." he smiled, "Could've fallen off the bed there."  

[DncStar]

Allison grinned. "Thank you." She said softly, slowly waking up a bit more. She looked at the book pieces in his hand. "So now you want to leave?" She asked, her eyes showed hurt. She moved away from him, laying with her back to him.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

"No," he shook his head. "Just didn't want to leave these lying on the floor." he set the pieces on the bedside table. He placed his hand on her shoulder, "Allison..."  

[DncStar]

Allison looked over her shoulder at him. "Yeah sure. I know you hate it here." She said with a nod, rolling onto her back. She stared up at the ceiling, frowning a bit.  

[TeHsChNoZbErRy]

He leaned over her, "I don't," he murmured, rubbing her head. "I just don't like books being torn up."  

[DncStar]

"You're the one who tore it in the first place." Allison pointed out softly, peering up at him. She frowned slightly then made a face. She played with a piece of her hair nervously, looking up at him. It made her slightly uncomfortable, but she couldn't move away.  

[DncStar]

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