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VIOLA BENJAMIN

"wow, you've really got this whole stalking thing down pat."

"you're still going on about that?"

"you dug that hole all on your own."

"and i'm definitely filling that hole back up."

"don't be so sure of yourself. at least i can say for certain you're not old and wrinkly. i do spot a few grey's though."

"now you're just being mean."

"it's where i peak."

"well... it's finally nice to meet you viola lancaster."

"you too benjamin green, you too."

"i don't really know what to do now, i didn't think this far ahead."

"well, right now you kind of have a basketball game to play."

"oh yeah, that."

"hey, you signed up for this."

"you know, you're a lot prettier up close."

"are you saying i'm not pretty from far away?"

"no! I didn't mean it like that, i just meant—fuck."

"relax, i'm just messing with you."

"i just meant that i get to appreciate just how beautiful you really are, stranding right in front of you."

"isn't that sweet."

"i am, aren't i?"

"don't get too cocky now."

"i should probably head out there, shouldn't i?"

"it might be a good idea."

"okay, well..."

"um, what are you doing?"

"oh, i just—i've always wanted to kiss you, i just thought..."

"have a good game ben."

"yeah, thanks."