"Ne, Lu-chan. How do you really feel about him?" Levy murmured. "Who?" Lucy asked as she took a sip of her drink. "You know..." Levy replied with a hints of amusement and impatience. "Natsu."
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āNe, Lu-chan, how do you really feel about him?ā Levy murmured.
āWho?ā Lucy asked as she took a sip of her drink.
āYou knowā¦ā Levy replied with a hint of amusement and impatience. āNatsu?ā
The flush that crawled up the back of Lucyās neck was easily spotted from Levyās seat and she grinned into her own drink.
āWhat do you mean, really feel?ā Lucy spluttered. āWeāre friends and teammates, thatās all⦠If anyone is feeling anything, itās you, Levy-chan, for Gajeel.ā
The tables having been effectively turned on her, Levy released an āeepā noise and sunk into her seat, hastily saying, āWe just worked together for a year, thatās it!ā
But Lucyās smug grin said she thought differently.










