After the movie, it was half-past eleven.

Stella stated, "I need to go home now."

“I'll send you,” Clarence stated in low tones.

“Okay.”

Clarence stayed mute for the entire journey. The film seemed to have a profound effect on him.

Stella smiled as she rolled down the window, letting the chilly breeze brush her face.

After some time, when the car arrived at the Steward's residence, Stella unbuckled the belt and reached for the door.

She turned as soon as her hand was on the handle and said, "I'm going."

“Would you like me to send you in?” Clarence said slowly.

“... Forget about it,” and she got out of the car.

She came to a halt after a few steps and turned to face Clarence, who did not appear to be going.

Stella believed she heard someone using the lighter as she walked away.

Clarence was, in fact, smoking.

Clarence swiftly waved his palm in front of her, attempting to sweep away the smokes noticing she came back out of a sudden. “What made you turn around?”

Stella fixed her gaze on him, her hands resting on the window frame next to him.

Clarence was perplexed.

After seeing that movie, the way she looked at him felt odd. Being gazed at made him feel uneasy. Stella inquired, "Something troubling you?" when he tried to look away.

“What could trouble me?” Clarence defended himself.

“An internet test claimed that if a pair stares at each other for more than fifteen seconds, they will start kissing, but you were avoiding me, is anything troubling you?”

“Was that a hint?”

“Err…”

behind her neck and a set of lips with a slight cigarette smell pressed

cigarette bud almost burnt off. His fingers caressed the back of

away,

who started it.” Clarence

was only...” Stella gave up and stared at the cigarette box. “It should be me who

murmured as he took her hand in

movie; why were

I feel sorry for you.” Clarence

“Sometimes?”

not it

mouth as she saw

back, saying, "Don't

locked his gaze on her and drew her back down for another round of kisses. “You may go in now,”

she

“All right," he answered.

and stretched her hand, "Give it to

and cigarette box on her

going,

when something was truly troubling

had no idea why a movie had such an

“All right,” Clarence said.

cigarette

didn't drive tonight, so she

walked, the street lights on both sides abruptly went out, and the surrounding

flashed from behind her as she attempted to turn on the torch on her

from the vehicle behind her.

without reaching for her

lights from the car were enough to guide her through

on this route at this hour, she didn't feel

arrived at the garden with lights

went off a few

study room was wide open as she came

or a preventative precaution, preventing her from entering. But

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