She noticed you brighten up from her breathing on you. “Oh man, don’t tell me.” She said sarcastically in her thick Scottish accent. “You have a little crush on me don’t you? Awww… that’s so cute, and here I was thinking you were scared of me.”
Oh no, this can’t be good. You blush and wave your arms in protest. But she doesn’t seem to be buying it.
“That’s adorable!” She says in a baby voice, which mixed with the accent makes you chuckle a bit. “What kind of luck do I have that the one guy I pick up off the street is into giants like me? It must be fate!”
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