"What was in your head?" She asked with a nonchalant whimsy.
"Actually, most of the time it was about you." He replied.
She smiled. It pleased her to be in his thoughts. In his head.
"What was I doing when you were daydreaming about me?" She inquired chirpily.
"You were always smiling and giggling." He said.
"Then I probably should leave you." She said.
"It would make me sad." He replied. "Very sad but, you will always be in my dreams."
She sighed and knew that her fate was cast.
That the magic and tea could never be ignored.
Have a mysterious Monday!
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