"Well say what you mean and mean what you say," Evie giggled, tired of the dreary mood and attempting to lighten it. She reached out to tickle her friend, unaware of any storms brewing behind the other girl's eyes.
"In theory it looks and sounds easy," she mused. "But surely there's got to me more to it than that?"
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