commanderproton
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Logan blushed at her compliment. It wasn't that he was shy, exactly, but he couldn't help but feel both pleased and embarrassed. "Thanks," he muttered, scratching his nose--and leaving a smudge of motor oil.
When Lyanna asked about the engine, he began going over all sorts of technical information: four-cylinder this, blah-blah ccs, air-cooled that.
Seeing her expression, he cleared his throat, ceasing his lecture. "Er, anyway," he said, "how'd your tryout go? You were going for glee club, right?"
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When Lyanna asked about the engine, he began going over all sorts of technical information: four-cylinder this, blah-blah ccs, air-cooled that.
Seeing her expression, he cleared his throat, ceasing his lecture. "Er, anyway," he said, "how'd your tryout go? You were going for glee club, right?"
@giraffesarebetter
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