I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
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ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
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nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
and the fake qualifier
December 2025
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
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