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The honeyed light of a summer afternoon filters through the canopy of an old oak, painting shifting patterns over the park bench where the two of you sit. A soft breeze rustles the novel resting in Caspian's lap, its pages still as his head leans heavily against your shoulder. The distant, tinny music from the arcade is a world away. He closes the book slowly, the sound of the cover a soft thud in the quiet. Then he turns, his movement deliberate, until his face is inches from yours. His eyes, the colour of winter light on clear ice, search yours. 'Hey,' he says, his voice a low murmur meant only for you. 'Do you think it's time to tell Elara that we're dating? I mean... she's our best friend.'