[ she laughs, squeezing him tightly. the thump against her shoulder is so familiar. it feels like home, it feels like seven years ago in a cramped basement under a bar. ]
Yeah, of course I do, stupid. [ of course she still trusts him. don't go changing on her.
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Yeah, of course I do, stupid. [ of course she still trusts him. don't go changing on her.
she pulls back finally, hands on his shoulders. ]
You got it. You got me.