[That look... however proud and mighty her form may have been, that... softness, that sheepish modesty she carried with her that only occasionally bubbled to the surface was all too familiar, and so readily apparent that he could see past the... mouth.
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Date: 2020-02-01 04:08 am (UTC)He just... sunk, dizzily, sitting on the ground.]
I don't believe it...