Techie melts into her embrace, grateful. “Th-thank you, Sarah. Dragging all this n-nasty stuff up makes me feel like sh-shit. I don’t want to think about the p-past anymore!” He clutches at her as though his life depends on it.
Sarah blushed and cupped his cheeks “then maybe we could think about the future, fiancé” she giggled, giving him a passionate kiss.
This brightens him up considerably. Between enthusiastic kisses, Techie asks, “What do you want our w-wedding to be like?”
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