[ Perhaps it’s his voice that brings her back, or just the swiftness of this sudden sensation of refracting, but she begins to settle down. Slowly regaining her composure, something she has been struggling to keep afloat as the night goes on.
She holds his hand, her expression shameful. ]
Ah… why did you come. Hope it wasn’t for good company.
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She holds his hand, her expression shameful. ]
Ah… why did you come. Hope it wasn’t for good company.