[She watches him, quietly, in the dim light of the room. How long have they known each other? How long have they been a thing? She honestly doesn't know. She's lost a lot of days and the multiverse has never been linear.
Still...
It also makes for strange bedfellows. And in some unusual sense, she feels like she knows him better than she should.]
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Still...
It also makes for strange bedfellows. And in some unusual sense, she feels like she knows him better than she should.]
You have pensive face.