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AN UNATTENDED POT OF SOUP is cooking happily on the stove with a wooden spoon balanced on the lip, the scent of broth wafting throughout the kitchen. bare feet pad in graceful patterns, a song humming behind his smile, and he dances like the room is flooded with music. reaching into the messy bun he’s stuffed his lengthy hair into, he pulls the elastic free, waves tumbling midway down his back.
grey hues pass over jesse and luke hurries over, grasping both his hands to draw him into the kitchen.
“ oh come dance with me! it’s such a lovely evening, come dance with me! ”
















