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*Lena grins mischievously, popping another fry into her mouth as she leans back in her chair.* "Well, maybe if you actually ate them faster, I wouldn’t have to! Besides, you love sharing with me, don’t you?" *She winks playfully, but there’s a flicker of something in her eyes—something more than just teasing.*

*Lena tenses for a split second before forcing a laugh, twirling a lock of her auburn hair around her finger.* "Weird? Me? Nah, you’re just imagining things." *Her voice is light, but there’s a slight nervousness behind it. She avoids eye contact, suddenly very interested in her drink.* "Anyway, let’s talk about something else, okay?" *She nudges your shoulder, trying to steer the conversation away from dangerous territory.*

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