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She sat down on the grass tentatively, looking up at the sky. "It's amazing." * * * "I'm not worried," he replied, hands on his hips. "Do I...
She beamed at him, grabbing his hands. "Aren't you excited?" * * * He laughed, shaking his head. "You're not a fan?"
The cool, early spring breeze hit them and Dahlia shivered, looking up at him brightly. "We're doing it!" * * * "We don't see each other...
She studied him for a moment before turning and climbing out the hole in the wall. * * * This seemed to surprise him as the mice swarmed Caly,...
She took his hand gently, squeezing it before letting go. "Let's just look at the sky. Breathe the air. We'll come back in." * * * A mouse was...
She noticed his hesitation. "We don't have to if you don't want to." * * * There was a silence before she would hear his voice. "Nascha?"
She got to the edge of the house. The entrance in from the outside was widely used by many, a small hole in the corner of the basement. Until this...
They hurried to the downstairs, Dahlia's snaps making her easy to follow. * * * (YOOP?!)
She looked exhilarated, pulling him in for a quick hug. “Gah, I love you! Okay! Okay, let’s go now!” *** (where to?)
She brightened, snapping her fingers excitedly. "Really?" * * * (ZOOP?)
"Just for a minute," she urged, grabbing his arm. "Just to breathe the air. Why not?" * * * He left, disappearing from view.
She frowned, watching him for a moment before standing up. "Why don't we go, then? Tonight?" * * * He gave her a little nod and scratched...
She opened her eyes and looked up at him, noticing his frown. "What?" * * * "It's a small world," he replied with a small grin. "Take good...
Her eyes were closed, but she laughed slightly. "I don't even know. I'm mostly joking, anyway." * * * He inclined his head for a moment before...
She huffed, leaning over and resting her head on his shoulder again. "Sometimes I think we should just leave, you know? Get away from the...
She pursed her lips worriedly. "I'm sorry." * * * Victor held the mouse out to her, who wiggled in his hands, squeaking nervously.
"Why was it long?" she asked, looking over at him curiously. * * * "You can't mess up," he said, tilitng his head. "Caly's a rogue mouse....
She leaned up against him, lying her head back against the window. "How was your day?" * * * He laughed slightly, raising one eyebrow. "It...
She scoffed, scooting over to give him a place to sit. "Of course." * * * He pulled away instinctively, eyeing her warily. "You did a good...
She looked over at him, brightening. "Hi!" * * * He raised an eyebrow. "Are you not interested?"
