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Thomas was so caught up listening to the lull of Regina's voice, watching her eyes lower every time she felt uneasy or embarrassed - he was especially intrigued by how she brushed her hair behind her ear every time she was flustered - he almost missed the bus stop.

"Oh," He said, stopping shortly at the stop at the end of the street. Dime Street. He turned to look at Regina. "This is - uhh, I'm here."

"Oh," she parroted. She looked as stunned as he felt. She tried to cover up her surprise with a vigorous nod. "Okay."

"Yeah.." he trailed off, hands fidgeting inside his jeans pockets. He glanced down, feeling reality plough him right down the center of his brain. Reality was a horrible thing.

She nodded again, like she was unsure what to say.

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