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Her sideways eyes quickly looked away, intentionally too late. He had seen himself being seen.
Blushing, she tried to hide a smile. Giggles from nearby gaggles erupted as socked feet entered her field of vision, replacing the hardwood court. She looked up shyly before taking his offered hand; doo-wop sounds swept them onto the floor.
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