I'm sorry," he says.
"What? Why?"
"You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. "It wasn't polite of me to come in and start touching your things."
"Oh, it's okay," I say quickly, letting go of the figurine. "You can touch anything of mine you want."
He freezes. A funny look runs across his face before I realize what I've said. I didn't mean it like that.
Not that that would be so bad.

Autor: Stephanie Perkins

I'm sorry," he says.<br />"What? Why?"<br />"You're fixing everything I set down." He nods at my hands, which are readjusting the elephant. "It wasn't polite of me to come in and start touching your things."<br />"Oh, it's okay," I say quickly, letting go of the figurine. "You can touch anything of mine you want."<br />He freezes. A funny look runs across his face before I realize what I've said. I didn't mean it like <i>that.</i><br />Not that <i>that</i> would be so bad. - Stephanie Perkins


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