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A five year old proposed to me today.

It's official. I'm engaged. My mother will be so proud.

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It's far too dirty to say in public.

Well I am all ears, honey. 

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He loves keys, and loves putting them where they belong, apparently. [Ali laughed, going along with the addition that was so cleverly added in.]

Oh— [pauses for only a moment] baby— was that Jace’s fault? You know he loves keys. [he couldn’t help but mention his son, even though the person before him would have no idea of who he was— the day was generally a good one, and William wasn’t as pessimistic and bitter as usual]

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[Ali looks at her watch, actually contemplating going to dinner.] I would do dinner, but I only have another fifteen minutes left on my break.

Well we could actually go to dinner, instead of you pretending to eat a meal with me, sweetheart. You know how much I hate that.

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Anything for my favourite girl. I hope things aren't too busy here.

[Eden blinks and looks at the other girl. She cocks a brow before clearing her throat on purpose for others close by to hear.] My stunningly beautiful and totally unavailable girlfriend coming to see me during work? Babe, you shouldn’t have.

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I'm directionally challenged...

Well, I pretend to be dating a lot of people, not just guys in coffee shops, but yeah, it's a pretty normal occurrence.

I’ve lived here for only four years and I’ve still got a better grip on this than you. 

So, is this a normal thing with you? Trying to avoid crazy guys on the street by pretending to be dating random guys sitting at coffee shops? 

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It's really not okay...I mean, misgendering is not an okay thing. But, now that I know it will certainly never happen again.

It’s okay, as long as people didn’t know yet, I’m glad to correct them. If it were after I had told you, I might be a bit less forgiving. I prefer xe slash xir.

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Oh, my gosh! I'm so sorry. What pronouns do you prefer now that we're talking about it?

Yeah, life is just—-awesome… Sorry I just, I prefer fake datefriend or datamate, I don’t identify in the gender binary.

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I certainly lucked out. My fake girlfriend is a super talented dancer. I love life.

I’m all for giving people their highlights of the day. Usually it’s on stage, but I’ll make an exception.

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I'm sure it will be the highlight of my day.

Oh god… I bet he’s blogging about how stuck in the friendzone he is right now… You’ll see it as soon as he stands up, can’t really do much when he’s sitting.

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It tastes good. Bacon is perfection.

The key bowl...I forgot I actually put them there for once.

You know, I’ve never truly understood the BLT. It’s— a salad with bacon. How boring is that?

[William signaled the waiter over and informed him of the order. They were a little weird-ed out, as William frequented the cafe, but had never once had anyone eat with him. William then spoke with a slightly arrogant tone] Where were your keys this time, then?

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Glasses and a fedora, right behind me. Typical "Nice Guy". I'd love to see that kick.

And how I like you. So, if I may ask, what creep made you need to sit here? I’m a ballet dancer, I can manage a pretty strong kick.

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I'm sure there's something I could do to convince you to stay.

Alex, also twenty-six, and a photographer from North Carolina. I’m only in the city temporarily. Which, I suppose sucks for our fake relationship. 

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If we're going to be fake dating, we better get to know each other.

I'm Ali, a twenty-six year old Nurse from Jersey.

So, basically you’re saying my food is on you then? Deal. 

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Strong. Just how I like it.

Well then, honey bunch, how’s the coffee?

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You're pretty quick on your feet. A lot of people wouldn't be so fast in helping.

He shrugged. “It was worth a shot.”

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Just trying to be helpful.

Who are you? My fairy godmother? I’m good.