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I’m chattin’ her up, tryna be smooth, but I’m sweatin’ bullets. “You got the time?” I ask, winkin’—total fail. She’s like, “Time’s money, sweetie.” Ouch, burned me good! Made me mad for a sec—how’s she so quick? But then I’m laughin’, ‘cause she’s got sass, and I dig that. Reminds me of *Blue*—y’know, “You’re my spark, my flame!” That’s what I’m chasin’ here, that spark!

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Finally, I tell Mr. Picky to take a hike. I mean, c’mon! I’m not here to be your punching bag. So, Kenji and I bolt outta the workshop and head to the river. The festival is lit! There are food stalls everywhere—yakitori, takoyaki, you name it. My stomach’s growling like a bear. We grab some skewers, and I’m in heaven.