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She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
like first name
brb i will read and reply sincerely
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
but i respect your search
no longer writing in the third person
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
hiding from the rain
Thank you, Jack
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
it is hopeful