[ Predictably (super everything and all), Maeve beats David to the library. She dresses casually in jeans and a jumper, her light jacket draped over a nearby armchair. Even before David rounds the entry, she hears his heartbeat in her ears and peers out from behind a dusty shelf. ]
Stopping to smell the roses?
[ taking in the small wonders of this life before it’s cut short? Fair enough, considering how quickly people are dropping. ]
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Stopping to smell the roses?
[ taking in the small wonders of this life before it’s cut short? Fair enough, considering how quickly people are dropping. ]