[It is, in a way. Things are different now and yet somehow the same, at their core: they've only really got one another here. But her feelings towards him have changed, deepened. He's not just a friend anymore. Yet like back then, it's not something she has the right words for.]
Here. [She stands, reaching out to take his glass.]
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Here. [She stands, reaching out to take his glass.]
Go on. I'll bring the drinks.