He's settling the basket down, eyes fixing on her in mild apprehension. He knows, realistically, this isn't really romantic. It's sort of anticlimactic really, but honest to god it's the best thing he could come up with.
"It's just sandwiches," he says, gesturing to the basket. "But they'll be alright, yeah?"
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He's settling the basket down, eyes fixing on her in mild apprehension. He knows, realistically, this isn't really romantic. It's sort of anticlimactic really, but honest to god it's the best thing he could come up with.
"It's just sandwiches," he says, gesturing to the basket. "But they'll be alright, yeah?"