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“What are you doing here?”
Sam turns to them, and Ponk doesn’t look happy at his presence. In fact, it is very much the opposite of happy, with a furrow in their brow, although their face was hidden under the mask they wore. Even then, Sam could tell Ponk was frowning.
“Just… wanted to stop by,” he says, and it’s honest.
Ponk makes a disgruntled noise. “You know what day it is, don’t you? Here to taunt me, or something?”
Sam has one hand on the railing, nails picking at the wood- a nervous habit. “No, of course not. I was on my afternoon walk, and saw you by yourself. And-” he swallows, voice dropping in pitch. “-of course I know what day it is. How could I forget?”
Or, Sam attempts to bring back what he once loved (and never stopped loving).
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- Part 2 of pick out her heart (with a kitchen fork)