“Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.” -- edison
Ha. It’s cute how you look out for me, chéri.
I’m not going to be out long, though. Just needed a cigarette.
-Nice gestures the packet to Edison- Want one?
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Hey- Hey, mon chéri, -Nice takes Edison’s hand in hers, her other cupping Edison’s face)
You are not the problem. You get too in your own head about things…You aren’t the bad things that have happened to you.
It sounds…Strange coming from someone else, I know that. I haven’t been in the same shoes as you, but…I’ve been in similar ones.
It takes time to heal, but you will heal. You’re strong, Edison.
-Edison leans into the touch without thinking, her eyes fluttering shut-
I… I hope so. I really hope so.
-She glances down at Nice’s hand as it holds hers, her gaze distant. Softly, she squeezes it-
I wish...I wish I’d been around more. I haven’t been here for you, lately and I regret that. I really do care for you, and it pains me to see you like this...Especially since I know you deserve better.


















