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"See,"
"You made cupcakes,” He said. “They look nice,"
"Won't you try them out?” She tilted her head to the side. “Nana taught me how to make nice cupcakes. I’m sure you'll love them. I made them all in different flavors,"
"No, thanks,” He pecked her cheeks. “I don't take sugar,"
"At all?” She asked, her mood dropping.
"Nope," He smiled at her. “Okay, let’s do this,” He pinched her cheeks when he noticed her foul mood. “Why don't you package them for me? I’ll have them all tomorrow at the warehouse,"