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He paused before straightening up, returning to his bag on the counter. “I agree.” *** She laughed, leaning against the counter. “What are...
He paused, his gaze flickering to her mouth for just a moment before he met her gaze again. “What are you thinking?” *** “I should bring you...
“A genius,” he replied fondly, looking down at her. *** “I think I did well,” she said proudly. “I got a lot of stuff.”
His laugh was low and quiet in her ear. “You’re a genius.” *** She followed him, opening the bag. Inside were lots of things. Dried beans,...
He leaned over her shoulder, and she'd be able to smell the pine scent of the sap he was working with. "Interesting. How are you doing it?" * *...
"What are you doing?" he asked, setting down the bag. * * * She frowned, standing up again. "But I want to watch. Please?"
He opened the door, his bag hanging at his side. "Hey." * * * She frowned, tilting her head. "But I can just tell you."
Victor knocked on her door that evening, rubbing the back of his neck. * * * "No, I don't think so either," Dahlia agreed, taking Osiris' hand....
(Zoop?) * * * She laughed, looking up at him. "Because of the grape juice?"
He nodded, giving her a small wave before heading out. * * * Her face was cold, but she seemed to relax when he hugged her. "I love you," she...
He stretched, looking over at her. “I’m going to run a few errands and then come back. Okay?” *** She pulled him into an embrace, nestling her...
“I’m the one riding cats. We’ll call it even.” *** She frowned, reaching for him impatiently. “Like grape juice that’s gone bad. It wasn’t a...
“They’re better influences, at the very least.” *** “I don’t know, but it made me feel all warm. Victor said it was okay.”
He laughed, raising an eyebrow. "I'm sure." * * * She nodded. "I met another rogue who gave me something to drink," she said eagerly.
"You've only made friends with the cockroaches." * * * She sat on the edge of the counter, looking at him expectantly.
He laughed, shaking his head. "That's 'cause you're new to the area." * * * She frowned, going back over to the kitchen. "You look worried."
He might have flushed. "I am?" * * * She laughed, squeezing his hands.
He looked over in surprise, raising an eyebrow. * * * She grinned up at him, looking excited as she squeezed his hands. "I'm really glad...
"You probably want me to, right?" he asked, turning to look at her. "So you can sleep?" * * * She put her hands on his cheeks. Her fingers were...
He finished washing the dishes and dried his hands off. * ** "Yes, I know. It's cold outside."
