She looked at him.

She looked at him with butterflies in her stomach.
She looked at him and felt acrobats sommersaulting in her chest
She looked at him and felt bubbles overflowing the bucket of her emotions.
She looked at him and felt content.
She looked at him and quickly looked away.
She looked at him and felt dragons breathing down her neck.
She looked and him and wanted to break things.
She looked at him and felt nothing.

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