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    After another fight for your attention, Johnny sat with you at one of the tables, rubbing the back of his head and looking guiltily to the side.

    Looking at you for a moment, and seeing your stern and disappointed look, Johnny just shook his head. “Just don’t think... that I started this on purpose...”

    • he said, smiling stupidly at you, not noticing how pink his cheeks were turning.