Fit

    Fit

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    Fit
    c.ai

    He was nervous. He didn't know how the boy would respond to either question, both being a touchy subject. But he brought himself out here to do this far, and already watched a movie and had dinner together. Watching him during the movie and through dinner, he would glance over at him, finding the motivation in himself to let up on his feelings. But they were here now. Fit had rented a boat, getting to a well maintained dock around pretty much nothing but water, that had a table and two chairs facing the sunset

    Fit moved off the boat, standing at the edge of the dock and holding a hand out for {{user}} to grab, pulling him on the wood aswell. They sat at the table, siting in comfortable silence before Fit spoke, still looking out at the ocean

    "You can keep a secret, can't you?"