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suttauk "stop laughing at me," she says, and he pauses to stare at her in confusion. "every time i look down, i can hear you laughing at me, and when i look at you, it stops."⁣ ⁣ "come on," he laughs, pulling on her hand with both of his, fingers around her wrist. "if we don't beat them, we'll never hear the end of it, and i don't like losing." he releasing her to take two of the steps, then four, the six, up a winding metal staircase, turning before his foot touches number seven. she's behind him, her giggles echoing in the narrow space, travelling downward to the residents below. she moves closer, stretching on tiptoe to meet his mouth. ⁣ ⁣ he pulls away, shaking his head. "not yet," he says, starting his ascent once more. he runs his fingers along the brick wall as though leaving a trail for her to follow, like ariadne's string helping theseus through the labyrinth. ⁣ ⁣ this close to the rooftop, their breath begins to make wisps of fog in the air, the small openings that serve as tiny windows to the outside allow the cold in, but he feels nothing but warmth radiating around him. they burst through a metal door, modern in a sea of antiquated architecture that surrounds them. ⁣ ⁣ she leans over the railing as she waves at faces across the road, each of them both hoping for the familiar and unfamiliar. "did we win?" she asks, placing her feet inside the metal, climbing slightly higher. "what if we didn't win?" ⁣ ⁣ his arms wrap around her as he yanks her down, her yelp of surprise morphing into more laughter. he spins her around, pointing towards a black sign on the far wall. he carriers her in the same awkward fashion, lifted ungracefully as a sack of flour, setting her down in front of it. ⁣ ⁣ this is a good kiss spot. ⁣ ⁣ missed opportunities are no longer the name of their game, and she leans in once more, this time blocked by his hand against her lips. ⁣ ⁣ he unbuttons her jeans from his knees, lowering them over her hips and down her thighs. her own knock together, and for once the amusement is elusive. he shakes his head and pries them apart, his hand then sliding up her shirt, beneath the layers meant to keep her warm.⁣ ⁣ this is a good kiss spot.t

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