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[shambler]

[Groaning's what R does best] Ugh!

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[livingthread]

[ She lets his hand slip into hers as they walk, her warmth seeming to seep into his skin and reverberate back into her fingers as he leads the way. He's more familiar with the burned-out shells of these places than she is, and he knows how to navigate with relatively surprising ease and memory. ]

More flowers? Why?

[ She has a sneaking suspicion she knows what his motivation is - especially if her response to receiving a single one had been any indication.

With his back turned to her, she fights back a grin. ]