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Heads or Tails?

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Present Day

The cool autumn breeze blew through the shedding trees, carrying the vibrant leaves along with it; the gusts led them in a lazy, yet elegant, waltz across the park's lawn. A young woman laughed as she ran through the dancing foliage towards her destination. A large red ovate leaf tagged along in her long chestnut brown hair as she whizzed by. Once she was close enough to her target, she launched herself at the tall blond man, wrapping her arms around his neck. He swung her around in a circle and her legs flew in the air; her cheerful laugh echoing. After a few more twirls, he put her down.

"Is someone happy to see me?" he asked as he plucked the leaf from her hair. Doc threw it into the air, letting the chilly wind carry it away.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Clara replied, innocently batting her eyelashes. Doc attempted to scowl, but the playful twinkle in his blue eyes betrayed him.

"Anyway..." Doc began, clearing his throat, "A present for you, my lady," he dramatically bowed, handing her his romantic gesture.

Clara quirked an eyebrow. "A celery stalk? I really think you're trying to tell me something here," she said as she took the vegetable.

"Nonsense. It's a beautiful...flower?...for a beautiful lady!" He grabbed her hand and placed a chaste kiss on the knuckles. Clara felt her cheeks warm with a light pink hue. The color deepened when he winked and flashed a boyish, charming grin.

"Nice save," admitted Clara. Doc, not having let go of her hand, pulled her in and wrapped his arm around her waist; he began to dance, paying no mind to the spectators milling around them in the park.

"What should we do today?" he asked, dipping her.

"Hmm..." Clara replied, their noses brushing together as he held her in their dance's deep dip. "We can always flip for it." She blushed as Doc ghosted his lips along hers. The blond tilted his head to the side of her cheek and pressed his lips against her ear.

"Heads or tails?" he whispered.