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gunbreaking) wrote2020-01-08 10:47 am
gunbreaking) wrote2020-01-08 10:47 am
FELLDEN INBOX
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[ let's just say she's seen a lot of grieving widows lately. ]
Mm, I'm safe. Nothing has happened to me since.
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I’m glad you’re okay.
[ said with a lot of hesitance, but they’re past this. ]
Meet me in Kyst.
I’ll know you when I see you.
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kyst is a little cold, today. it isn't so bad that she needs to bundle up and cover every inch of her body, but she layers her clothes and waits for him by a tree that she's picked at a few times now. the usual place, it seems, is near an inn towards the outskirts of the town. the bark on the tree is wearing down from how many times she's stood there and slowly picked at it, and no one seems to think too much of the girl waiting outside of the run down inn. it's maybe not the nicest looking one, but it's quaint. vintage!
by the time squall arrives, her fingers have gathered a little bit of sap under the nail and they have the scent of pine to them. without warning, her arms come to loop around his waist in a hug from behind. ]
Squall! There you are...! You know how to keep a girl waiting on bated breath, don't you?