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« ✄ 〉〉 His body tenses, cheeks fluster subsequently. Shades of shartreuse circles trembled tenuously at the soft but far from displeasing impact. His breathing halts as a lulling second passes; perhaps even two. "Flaky..." he called the name she went by, gentle to the point it adjoined stillness. Slender fingers were guided around her fragile form to give said girl a careful pat, his face brightened by a reassuring smile to ease the redhead's fears, if not just a little.

                    "What's the matter, Flaky? Are you alright?" Sent her way were inquiries coated by ounces of optimism; an attempt to comfort the troubled lassie, it seemed.

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▫ ▫ ▫ ┊♥┊Optics flutter, cold sweat trails down pallid cheeks. Porcelain fingertips stroked the smooth, crimson apple quite timidly —— though, she had no reason why. Brows furrowed slightly, twisting her pale features quite horribly. Then, she heard crunching grass in the distance. Ears piqued, her grip on the apple loosened. And soon, she dropped it. As she turned around, a surprised look came upon her features. It wasn’t so lively, but she did it anyways. Running towards the male, her arms flung around him and her embrace tightened.

                    “…F-Flippy…I…” she breathed airy and definitive. Her face snuggled into his shoulder, and her lids closed tight. The air was now covered by the smell of the male, it was bittersweet. Porcelain tips softly stroked the leaf-green hair, and her embrace tightening every second. 

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« ✄ 〉〉 Upon spotting the yellow creature in front of him, Phillip couldn't help but think it looked overly cute with its cheeks of rosy and clothes one rarely saw animals wear. "Is this really...a dog?"

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« ✄ 〉〉 The young man hadn't expected such a detailed answer, but was glad she didn't seem intimidated like most people he had met that day. Not that Phillip could blame them, though. Processors? Could this girl be talking about those headphones(?) she wore? The only issue he needed help with at the moment wasn't among the things she mentioned, but he could always give a try. "Do you have some kind of...medical expertise?" He asked without expecting much. 

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« ✄ 〉〉 The greenet was just about to ask why Alexei hadn't gotten much sleep last night (after all, rest was important), but soon came to the conclusion of not doing so. What and why people did had nothing to do with him. Phillip was already bad at befriending others due to personal issues, thus he'd rather not have more enemies than necessary. "Work?" His voice hinted of slight wonder, "Is your job to bless houses?"

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« ✄ 〉〉 It was rare to meet a greenette; especially one who would start conversation with him. "Good morning," Flippy greeted in return, "Then, what kind of things can you do?"

"Good morning, is there anything I can do for you?"

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« ✄ 〉〉 Phillip gave a gentle smile in return, just to be polite, but it soon faded as his visage was invaded by curiosity for the things Alexei spoke of. Why a house needed blessing, the green-haired didn't quite understand--as far as he knew, blessings were meant for people and not buildings. "My house is doing fine, but I appreciate your concern! More importantly; are you alright, sir?" Specific inquiry referred to the other's bloodshot eyes. 

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Alexei smiled politely, despite the fact that he had bags under his bloodshot eyes. “Hi there, sir!” he said, chipper as he could. “Is there something I could do for you today? House need blessing, perhaps?”

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