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[apinkrose]

Cecily left the beach holding a torch and hoping that her set up would remain untouched by any other people on the island. As she walked along the pathway to Jim's dorm, she began to feel great tickles in her stomach, as though gentle butterflies were flitting around inside of her. She was nervous, which was odd, for it was not a common feeling

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[belongsomeplace]

Jim's tried to dress up a little too, finding someone to press his pants and making sure his shirt's clean. They're going to the beach so he doesn't want to be too fancy; all that's going to happen is he's going to get sand in his shoes and in the hem of his pants.

"Hey, Cecily," he says, making sure he beats everyone else to his door. "Are you ready to go?"

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"Well, why else would I be at your door?" Cecily thought Jim looked quite nice, for she had never really seen him in anything other than normal clothing before. She reached out to take his hand with her free hand so that she could lead him to the spot where everything had been set up, praying that she would remember exactly the way she had come.

"Pray, are you well, Jim?"

[belongsomeplace]

"Don't I look like I am?" says Jim, suddenly nervous where he'd been pretty calm up till now. "Is there some reason I wouldn't be?"

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Cecily was a bit surprised at his response. "Why, I suppose not. You look quite well indeed." She was silent for a moment, unsure of exactly what to say. Her brow was furrowed a bit, but she looked straight forward so she would not wander from the path. Then all of a sudden Cecily spoke to the matter once more, "I merely meant... have you been well since I last saw you? Not that you look ill in any way at all. You look very handsome."