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"Like what?" he asked curiously, looking at her, his head tilted. *** "Maybe," she laughed. "Sounds like a lot of responsibility, though."
He kissed her forehead. "You are. I can't disagree with that."
Avice shifted slightly, but still didn't awaken.
Landon nodded. "Yeah," he said. "I'll do that." *** She tilted her head. "What do you mean?'
He looked at her. "Of course. Are you okay?"
Avice didn't wake up yet. She slept soundly next to him, hinting she didn't have any nightmares.
"It's really weird," she said, putting her hands in her pockets. "That's probably super rare."
"I know," he said softly, applying the cloth to the cut. "It's probably easier if someone else does it."
(Yep.)
He clicked through the pictures, showing her the ones he took. He took quite a bit, but seemed unsatisfied with most, even if they looked good....
He frowned. "Here," he said, taking the cloth, "let me."
(Time skip?)
He nodded moving towards her to show her the screen of the camera. "I haven't been able to print them out yet, so they're on here." *** "I hope...
He nodded, sighing. "Okay, okay."
She relaxes. It took her awhile to fall asleep, but she managed it eventually.
Landon joined her a bit later, a cheerful look on his face. "Hey! I got some photographs." *** "It was really weird when we first ran into...
He frowned. "I'm sorry. I could have gone with you, but I didn't."
She shut her eyes, sighing slightly. "I love you."
(Works for me!) *** "I didn't think so either," she admitted. "It's weird to not see numbers on my wrist anymore, though."
He followed her hesitantly. "What happened?"
