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the necks of emptied beer bottles were tangled between her fingers as she started the chain of cleaning up. a new found recollection came to her, emotional diner parties are draining . . . but it was needed. the stubborn wedge of wanting to connect with angel became an official third party to their relationship. frustration seared her edged and turned her charred to the touch, tender to touch but hollowed after fulfilling set purpose. angel w͟a͟s͟n͟'͟t͟ ͟ a͟ ͟ j͟o͟b͟ — she shouldn't run both their heads into the dirt until she figured out what she wanted. not again. after discarding the empty bottles, araceli reached for the fridge's door handle to pull it open and search for four extra. once they were within her hold, she closed the fridge with a sway of her hip, only to be startled by said figure," you're too damn quiet. " she commented as she collected her jump in nerves, then her gaze settled on him firm but almost bursting at the seams to hold back a millions worth of words. " don't look at me like that. this is the closest we'll get to therapy. "
