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</div><br/><br/>Heather felt his fingers toy with the ends of her hair, and couldn't help the heat rising to her cheeks. Every once in a while his fingertips would stroke her collarbone, and well...as silly as it was, she almost felt like a schoolgirl with her first crush. There is no reason to be like that... After all, it's just...um...we are just getting to know each other... Yes, that's right. "I-I never did sing all too often... I don't think I have a decent voice, but maybe I should prove that to you, whenever the opportunity presents itself..." Before she realized it, their bodies were close...very close. She could feel the body heat radiating from his skin, while he could probably feel hers. One hand rose...her fingertips toying with the ends of his hair now. "I've been to Russia before, quite a long time ago... I love it during the wintertime. I love playing in the snow too, and well...it is just a beautiful sight, overall... isn't it?"