[ she sobers by a fraction, the smile slipping into somethng softer, fainter. the double meaning isn't lost on her, woven underneath the tapestry of his words. ]
Don't make me regret it.
[ and though the smile remains affixed to her face, as if finding a permanent home there — she means it, truly. there's enough of that going around, lately. ]
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Don't make me regret it.
[ and though the smile remains affixed to her face, as if finding a permanent home there — she means it, truly. there's enough of that going around, lately. ]