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π™Όπ™°πšπ™Άπ™°πšπ™΄πšƒ "π™Ώπ™΄π™Άπ™Άπšˆ" π™²π™°πšπšƒπ™΄πš ([personal profile] revlon) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs 2018-04-08 08:39 am (UTC)

[ She shoots him a look that's both knowing and fond as if to say, Of course I do. You're one of them, aren't you? ]

I've been unusually lucky in that regard, yes.

[ It's not that this is unlike her; it's just that she remembers the long, dark months after the war when she closed herself off from the rest of the world and buried herself in work β€” which wasn't fulfilling, either. But she'd kept people at a distance out of grief and some (admittedly dramatic) notion that it would be better, safer, to do so. She'd thought about doing that here too.

But people seem to have a habit of working their way under her armour and into a heart so full, it may burst. And almost all of them are here. ]


If left to my own devices, I think tomorrow would have passed like any other day. [ She exhales with a softer smile, glancing off to the side where Steve is standing, laughing at something someone's said. ] But he had other ideas.

[ He'd been imprisoned and tortured only two weeks ago and he still managed to put this together β€” for her. If she had a bit more to drink, she might tear up at the thought. But Eggsy's already endured enough of that from her. ]

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