[It's a lot. A lot. And they've both given a lot to this, strung out their insides painfully, and they're both tender. She'll find him later, lean a shoulder up against him, a cheek, maybe share a drink. Just to drink each other in and remind each other they're alive.
But tonight, there's not a lot left. She breathes out.]
Good.
[It's soft, gentle in the way that she isn't, but she means it with all her soul.]
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But tonight, there's not a lot left. She breathes out.]
Good.
[It's soft, gentle in the way that she isn't, but she means it with all her soul.]