Miss Stoller looks up, quite shocked at who you are.
"....?"
You stretch out in the high backed chair in front of her. It's plush and deep. Quite relaxing. Miss Stoller is still looking at you, speechless.
"All this..." you swing your arm around the room. "...is because of me?"
Miss Stoller wipes the tears from her eyes. She still looks sad, but there is this glimmer of hope in her eye. It makes her somewhat glow.
"Six years ago...I remember you. You seemed to be so sad all the time, with everybody dumping on you. I hated that!" you frown a little, remembering life six years ago.
"I still can't believe that you and I are here..." Miss Stoller says. She seems to be getting over her shock. "I've waited so long to be here, with you. Everything seems worth it for this moment."
"You're in love with me?" you say. There's something in you that could get used to that concept.
"DAMN IT!" she yells, her voice filling up the small room. "I was much too foward. How can I say that? You're ten years younger than me. I shouldn't have spilled myself out like that. I'm just like a kid...my heart on my sleeve..."
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