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"Okay, you start," even though I wanted to, I couldn't sit like him since I had a skirt and was a lady.

I continued eating my exquisite pasta, waiting for him to start.

"I play the guitar," he said proudly.

"I play the piano," I said naturally.

"Hmm... I've never had a pet".

"I did, a dog. Her name was Brandy".

"When I was little, I fell out of my father's arms," he said with a grimace.

"I was dropped off the bed," I mimicked his grimace.

We both fell silent, looking at each other. A few seconds later, we started laughing.

"I like to read a lot of books," I added, once my laughter had stopped.

"I like to read too," he said, smiling and stopping laughing.

"I learned to ride a bike when I was 15," I said with some embarrassment.

"What?," he stared at me, waiting for me to say it was a lie, but when he saw that I didn't say anything, he started to laugh.

"Don't laugh, I never had the chance, okay?," I pushed him slightly, somewhat resentfully.

"Please, Minerva. You learn that when you'r