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'Can I get you anything?' he asked. 'A cup of tea?'

'No, thank you.'

'I insist.'

Reid found himself sipping gingerly at a cup of tea a few minutes later. He thought: I just won't finish it. That's all.

But the conversation was good and when he next looked down, the cup was dry and scattered with black.

He sighed dramatically.

'Is something wrong?'

'No,' he said, setting aside his cup and its heart-shaped residue. 'Are you, um, doing anything later?'

This microfiction in response to an earlier poll (sorry for the delay, all)!

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But don't worry if not, there will still be plenty of free fiction. 💙

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