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A Study in Ficlets

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           He wiggled his toes inside his shoes and looked around the dark park, anywhere but at the beautiful woman sitting beside him. Martin dared a glance over to Molly as she slipped her arm through the crook of his. Martin knew what was supposed to happen after a date, but he didn't want to botch it up. Neither did he want to ignore it.

           "Em, M-m-molly?" he stammered.

           "Yeah?" she turned and Martin quickly ducked in, his lips quickly brushing hers.

           Though neither looked at the other, they both smiled.