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“Good. I would like you here, if you wish. Soon it will be spring and it’s pretty damn amazing here if I do say so myself.”

It had been so tumultuous in the last couple of months and for once, there could be peace.

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@glacierprincess said: [text] Never

[text] Ok bye

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Who is he to deny such warm greetings? Gathering her up into a big bear hug he gives a light squeeze. “How’s it going kiddo?”

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[text] I’ve heard of those yeah. I wonder if I will die and then get revived. I’ve never died before so it would be a first.

[text] oh shit true!!! you should try it and tell me how heaven looks like. im not condoning you to die, but if you do let me know how it looks like.  [text] i think i died once but i may have been drunk instead

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«Will you get in trouble for this?» It suddenly dawned on her that Lutz was in fact not single. It would suck if this silly little thing ruined anything. «I hope not.»

“Eh...” He suddenly felt a wave of regret and guilt come over him. “W-wel...” Now he seemed a little nervous. “If she doesn’t find I won’t, but if she does.... yeah, most likely.” He was such an idiot sometimes.

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@glacierprincess honestly yeah, it would all be fine if our public transport system didn’t keel over at the very sight of snow.

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Hanako 2B

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Lord knows why she’d made the trek south. The weather was still most definitely disagreeable, and she feels like she could spend the rest of her life hiding in her hotel room, disagreeing with every notion that brought her down to Spain for a little bit of time to herself. Nevertheless, she’s taken up refuge in a cafe, trying to focus on a book and occasionally looking up to scan the crowd. 

A familiar profile catches her eye, and Anneliese marks her page, carefully clearing her throat so she can call out to the other.

“Emma? Is that you?”