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(heart emoji) He’s even hotter, and his blue eyes get more intense. @isabelle_ I prefer his brother. Gabe Shrek’s an old geezer. @rita_ Old and geezer are the same thing. @olívia_ He’s not old. I turn 20 today, so we’re only 10 years apart now. @isabelle_ Still a lot! @rita_ Ten years is still ten years! @olívia_ Yesterday it was 11! @rita_ And it’ll always be 10 or 11. That gap doesn’t shrink.

Andrew explained. "I wasn't watching, I was just checking something, and it just popped out," Eric said to him. Andrew knew he was lying, so he wanted to tease him. He got closer to view the video, "He is good, isn't he?" "Why are you asking me when you already know the answer," Eric said to him. "It's such a shame you two aren't close. You are the same age, young, handsome, and energetic" Andrew added. " We are not the same age, he is two years older than me" Eric pointed out.

They walked in silence untill Florentine decided to break it. "How old are you?" She blurted. "Thirty two." Carl answered and her heart dipped. She swallowed hard. A decade gap shouldn't be of much concern. What in heavens was she even thinking? She yelled within. No, this was bad. She should have been fifteen years older, that way the difference would seem outrageous. "I'm forty one." "I wasn't going to ask and you didn't need to tell me just because you asked my age."

“I’m glad you two had fun last night.” I groan softly. “Maybe too much fun.” I lean my head against my hand and squint at her. “There’s no such thing,” she replies firmly. “You deserve to enjoy yourself.” She studies me for a moment, then adds with a small grin, “Also… Carter looked worse than you did this morning.” I scoff. “You’re older than him,” she continues. “That’s impressive.” “I’m not that much older.” Seven years. But who’s counting. Once you’re fully grown, age differences blur anyway. Unless someone’s talking about entire decades, nobody really keeps score.

Neil laughed in good humor as he asked “Help me remember how long ago that was…. Tell me how old you are?” “I am eighteen this year.” Darcy spoke in a hesitant voice as he looked at the people around him weirdly before silently calculating their age “Don’t tell me that thirty years have passed, and I don’t remember any of it.” “Second brother, I won’t tell you anything you don’t want to hear.” Eric chuckled mischievously, lightening the heavy atmosphere.

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“Now look at this photo and tell me if it rings a bell.” He showed a photo of a girl tied, sucking a guy's d*ck. The girl was not me. I was sure of that but the person looked just like me. “That's not me. I am not the one in the photo,” I countered. “But it's true. You tend to date men older than you!” He barked. “The least I had dated was eight years difference but I don't have anything against the age gap.” I tried to explain. “Good,” Eric said and walked up to me. He pulled out a box from his pocket.

Ingemar immediately said, “You are still a college student, right? You look just over twenty years old. You haven’t finished your university yet, have you?” Estelle smiled helplessly and explained, “I’m already twenty-six years old.” Ingemar asked in surprise, “Twenty-six years old? Really?” “Yes, Rebecca and I were classmates. We are of the same age,” Estelle said. “It’s so unbelievable!” Ingemar said as he gazed at her. “You look much younger than Rebecca.”

"They are almost the same age and are from the same time." Marek went quiet as he started to see where she was going with her words. Naelis reached out and touched his hand. "Uncle, you are angry because Rowan is older than Socha. But look at me and Zoran… We are happy. Our ages are different, but our hearts are the same. I want you to look beyond age. I believe that age is just a number and it is just a count of how many years someone has lived. It represents each person's experiences in their lives, but it doesn't change who they are inside."

the four of us laughed at the same time. "Hmm, sure?" she twists her lips as if she doesn’t believe me. "Crazy! Of course! And one more, hello ... thirteen and nineteen, the age gap, girl!" I defended them. "Hmm. Okay!" they said at the same time. I just gasped at the three of them. I do not know. But I felt strange when I saw him, really.