"I did. I met a lot of people." He sees no reason to deny it further. "But none of them compare even close to you. You don't drive me crazy the same way that I do to you, but I'm glad you can tolerate them. Because when I'm with you? It's like I have no bad days." What can he say? He's feeling incredibly sappy at the moment.
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She lifts her mug of tea in a small toast. "To us? And all the good days we can fit together.
"Happy Christmas, Tim."
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