[ She's quick to latch onto the particulars. He's unique, after all. She's never felt anything quite like him, at once soothing and intriguing. She'd rather know what she can, or try to.
Sometimes it slips, slides away from her, but she wouldn't forget. Like a puzzle solved a few pieces at a time, over days. ]
No. Not like this. The edges changed and you don't fit the same.
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[ She's quick to latch onto the particulars. He's unique, after all. She's never felt anything quite like him, at once soothing and intriguing. She'd rather know what she can, or try to.
Sometimes it slips, slides away from her, but she wouldn't forget. Like a puzzle solved a few pieces at a time, over days. ]
No. Not like this. The edges changed and you don't fit the same.