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"No, you can't," she protested. "You're in love with me, so you can't call me out like this." * * * Thunder rumbled outside, and lightning...
"You can't call me a liar," she said smugly. "You're in love with me now." * * * It took a long time for him to return home. The mice gathered...
She looked over at him, her thumbs massaging his back. "Me? I'm always careful." * * * (Zoop?)
Her frown deepened, but she said nothing, only moving to rub his back more thoroughly. *** They were interrupted by the toddler again. “I want...
She frowned, coming over and rubbing his back gently. "I'm sorry." * * * He looked very concerned, looking over his shoulder. "It's just......
She stood up as well, picking up her plate. "Still. Are you still sore?" * * * The toddler was still wailing and Victor rubbed his back...
She nodded, pulling her unruly hair back into a ponytail. “Thank you for making breakfast.” *** His head jerked up and he frowned. “Nascha?”
She paused before nodding. “That’s probably better,” she admitted. “When are we leaving?” *** The crowds were streaming past her. She would...
“100,” she mumbled, wrapping her arms around his waist again. *** (Zoop?)
She grumbled, resting her head on his shoulder. “What are you making?” *** He seemed hesitant to let go of her hand, but turned and left,...
She frowned before letting go of him. “Fine.” *** He laughed lowly, looking a little brighter. “Mm. I’ll miss you too, Nas.”
“Why should I wear a coat if I’m just going to get wet anyway?” *** He headed to the door, his shoulders already slumped from the long day ahead.
She laughed, slipping her arms around his waist. “That doesn’t sound like me.” *** He kissed her forehead gently before standing up, letting go...
Her entire face fell and she walked over to him, standing behind him and resting her head on his shoulder. “Can I come with?” *** He paused,...
"A little," she said, standing up and pulling her blanket around her. "How are you?" * * * "I have to go back out," he told her gently.
She relaxed upon seeing him, resting her head on her arm. "Hey." * * * He glanced over, slipping his shirt over his head before returning to...
She woke a few minutes later, blinking blearily and feeling the cold side of the bed. "Cy...?" * * * He went over to his stuff, pulling off...
She shifted sleepily, murmuring something noncommital. * * * He looked down for a moment before kissing her temple and pulling the sheets up to...
She murmured, her hand curling in his shirt gently. * * * He exhaled slowly, ignoring his frantically beating heart, before he slipped out of...
The next morning, Dahlia was in Osiris' arms, her face nestled in his chest. * * * Victor woke at dawn, only a few hours after they fell...
