(No worries! Take your time! Hope everything is ok? 
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As she reached down to touch the rose petals, Clark found himself grinning even more foolishly. She didn’t seem to show distaste for his antics, at least not outwardly, and for that he was naively proud of himself. “They’re pretty to look at, but they don’t taste that good,” he offered, thinking back on the first time he chomped down on one. The rose bush had been so pretty, and the crimson petals called to him so seductively, reminiscent of juicy red apples. But what a guise they put on! Although, truth be told, the petals were merely lackluster in flavor. It had been the pesky thorns that had wreaked pure havoc on his digestive track. He didn’t want her to suffer the same misfortune. She’d no doubt hate him for that!
His memory of that brief stint as a food critic was thankfully cut short though by her chuckle. If his grin could physically widen, it would have, but he had utilized the extent of his smile by that point. “Asimi,” he repeated, tasting the way her name rolled off his tongue. “A pretty name!” Much more interesting than his boring name, he readily admitted to himself.
“So Asimi,” he continued after a moment’s pause. “Are you new here? What are you looking for in this field?” A little direct, he confessed to himself afterwards, but again, he definitely was not the most eloquent or experienced of guys.
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