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Root glanced at Shaw, pausing in her typing. “Hey Sameen.”
“Yeah?” Shaw eyed the speck of dirt on her gun ferociously.
“We’re dating, right?”
“No.”
“I think we are.”
“We aren’t.”
“I have proof!” Root declared with a smug look on her face.
“What proof.”
Root sat up and counted each one out on her fingers. “You won’t let me date anyone else. I won’t let you date anyone else. We feed each other. We wear each other’s clothes. We share weapons. We live together.”
“We’re not dating.”
Root frowned. “Then what are we?”
Shaw paused, thinking. “We’re better together.”