[If Iris were the type of person to do such a thing, she might have puffed out her cheeks ever so slightly at that response. You know, if. Because she definitely wasn't. Much.]
Yes you do. You sent me the message in the first place. I can still access it if I go back into my inbox.
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Athena? What is it? What's wrong?
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I didn't think I'd end up moving on so quickly, you know? Is that normal?
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I honestly don't know. But if that's what your heart is telling you, then I wouldn't ignore that feeling.
Who is it?
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His name is Merlin.
DON'T TELL ANYBODY.
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I won't tell a soul, Athena. I promise.
What's he like?
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[ """""funny""""", anyway... it's the kind of humour that she doesn't appreciate, but finds charming, anyway. ]
And his hands are warm.
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He sounds wonderful.
Do you know how he feels about you?
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I don't want to know.
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Why not? Wouldn't you want to hear if he likes you back?
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But then you'd have to live with not knowing.
I did. For so long. And, looking back, I wish I had asked sooner.
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[ this is clearly a foolproof plan. ]
Did Mr. Wright say anything to you? :O
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He's said a lot of things to me recently.
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WHAT DID HE SAY
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Weren't we supposed to be talking about you and your Merlin?
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Yes you do. You sent me the message in the first place. I can still access it if I go back into my inbox.
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Trying to hold it in has been so difficult!
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Are you going to tell anybody else?
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Don't you think he deserves to know?
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