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[ T <•> J ]

J: so about that girlfriend of yours...

T: what about her?

J: do you know who she is?

T: yes, why?

J: and you're not going to tell us?

T: no.

J: damn it.

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J: so I just noticed this thing about you...

J: whenever the press mentions Irina Luthor, you start blushing like an idiot.

J: and trust me that's not helping your case at all.

J: it's only making them much more convinced that you're in some secret relationship with her.

T: I do not blush.

J: and if not for the blushing, then you have this adorable laugh when you get too flustered.

T: I don't know what you're talking about...

J: you remember I was in the audience of that interview you gave yesterday?

T: so?

J: this was your reaction when the press mentioned Irina Luthor.

T: what the fuck, Jay!

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T: what the fuck, Jay!

J: you look absolutely lovestruck. With those dreamy eyes and the very noticeable blush on your face.

J: and I am worried for your mental health now.

T: I'm perfectly fine, Jason.

J: can you not see the blush on your cheeks?

T: shut up.

J: and this, seconds after the first photograph.

T: why is it in black and white?

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T: why is it in black and white?

J: because you were redder than a tomato so I thought I may as well censor so much blood rushing to your cheeks.

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