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[whileurmine]

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"god, what a nightmare." jack ran a hand through his face. "i told you my every thought and now it's hello, goodbye, I really hope you have a happy life and find the kind of thing that you could never havе with me. like will you even believe it if i say i'm fine? what are we doing here?"

[whileurmine]

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"I know you love me, and I know it's crazy, but every time you call my name, I think you mistake me for him. You both have moved on, you don't even talk, but I can't help it, I got issues."

[bittcrsuite]

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she couldn't help herself — as soon as the words were out of her mouth, mia realized exactly what she said. what the fuck? she blamed it on the alcohol — on the fact that she was just drunk enough to wonder what it’d be like to reach out and touch reagan. they touched all the time — fixing each other’s hair, holding hands, cuddling together. now that the words hung in the air, her temptation to pull reagan close to her felt different. she took a tentative step towards the blonde, shaking her head with a laugh at her question. “no, i’m not fucking with you.” she grinned, meeting the other’s gaze. “i saw the dress and thought you’d like it, so — i bought it. wore it. now we’re here.”

[isolatednights]

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he ought to have known that answer before she even supplied it. the first time she'd woken him up screaming from a nightmare, james had been out of his room so fast ( shotgun in hand ) that he'd smashed his head on his damn side table in his rush. only after he'd come to the realization that she'd been startled awake and wasn't in any physical danger had he calmed ( and since then, it had been a bit of an adjustment ; waking to hear her on occasion before rolling back over to sleep ⸻ he'd wanted to ask, once, but instead settled for simply telling her he'd listen whenever she was ready. no need to pry when they'd all been through something in the last five years ; some people just weren't prone to sharing ). "sorry kid," he muttered, "give me a few to wake up and i'll make up some breakfast. think we still have some caffeinated tea from that last trade we made with the others."

moving to stand at the edge of the porch, james rests his hands against the railing as dark hues observe the land with a slight frown. her question brings her youth into sharp perspective. it's such an innocent request that he feels bad even considering shooting it down. "just saw the marshall's a few days ago," he murmurs after a moment. "how 'bout this. we get through chores today and we can take the horses over after lunch. mrs. marshall mentioned wanting some sugar for their sons birthday next week and was hoping someone might trade. think we've got enough to spare. we can use that as an excuse for swinging by, huh?"

[agnesfm]

still getting things set up but romy is here!

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