molly feels a little on the spot when caleb asks him what it is, his cheeks turning a faint pink as he tilts his head off to the side. he glances down, away, like he's embarrassed.
"well, i'll need to work on this drink some more before i ask you, of course." he finally looks back up, searching caleb's expression.
"it isn't bad. i promise. i'm just nervous, is all."
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"well, i'll need to work on this drink some more before i ask you, of course." he finally looks back up, searching caleb's expression.
"it isn't bad. i promise. i'm just nervous, is all."