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Chris goes from one cigarette to the other without hitch, prompted by the awful taste of that last drag hitting the filter; he doesn’t even wash it away with coffee in favor of straight to another. It keeps his hands busy, leaves a certain distance in between them ...
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⠀ leaned against the kitchen counter, feeling the cold edge of the wood press into her hip. the hot mug in her hands was the only thing keeping her grounded———chris said her name, + ⠀
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‘Hey—–’ just a soft murmur, accompanied by him holding his hand out; a silent invitation for Leon to close the distance and help himself to his chest.
‘𝓒𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒓 𝓞𝒏𝒆 ’ @SaudadeLullaby
Resting on some tiddies would fix me. (Joking, no it wouldn't, but it would give him a nice place to rest.)
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‘We need to move,’ Chris says, but what he means is that he likely wouldn’t be able to continue if he rests for much longer. And while he does push off the wall, he finally pulls the medkit out of one pocket and his pack of cigarettes out of another; habitually, ...
‘𝓒𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒓 𝓞𝒏𝒆 ’ @SaudadeLullaby
Leon doesn't answer right away. Not because he didn't hear Chris, but because he did, and that slight edge in his voice, the breath catching where it shouldn't, lands heavier than anything that just collapsed on top of them. +
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