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Lita snapped herself back to social mode. She sat upright a little too stiffly, but couldn't get her body to relax. Fortunately, the three others didn't seem to notice. "So... how are you doing, Ken?" Mina asked, unconsciously fondling her teacup. Her cheeks were fiery red. "I haven't seen you in a couple of weeks." "I'm sorry, I should have given you my phone number," Ken apologized. "I didn't know if you wanted to talk to me." "No, that's okay," Mina reassured him, "I didn't tell you as much. That's my bad." ... Continue |