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“I know it’s a bit late, but happy one year!” A woman with short brown hair smiles at her husband. She adjusts her teal glasses, and holds his hand.
“I can’t believe I’ve only known you for a year, it feels like we’ve known each other for far longer,” her husband says.
“I wanted to come here because I got something for you,” the woman says. “Come on, let’s go in!”
The two enter a quaint little bakery, but then the man screams.
“Tessy, what’s wrong-” the woman asks, then she screams as well.
“I’ll call the police, you get out of here,” the man says. “Run!”
“I’m staying with you!” The woman says. “Someone has to protect you and I’m not opposed to stabbing in self defense.”
“Then stay close to me,” the man says. “…I love you.”
“Why do things like this always happen whenever you visit your friend?”
“I’d like to know that too.”