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[ one more swipe of the shirt through his hair, pushing it back off his face. all hard lines and sunken eyes, but sharper than they usually are, adding an edge to the twist of his lips.
when he turns back to her, his brows are raised. it's almost innocent, that curiosity. if it weren't, you know. him. ]
sHOUlD i wATch ALl the PEopLe TakINg adVAntAgE oF liTtLE kIdS who DoN'T knOW BeTtER?
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[ one more swipe of the shirt through his hair, pushing it back off his face. all hard lines and sunken eyes, but sharper than they usually are, adding an edge to the twist of his lips.
when he turns back to her, his brows are raised. it's almost innocent, that curiosity. if it weren't, you know. him. ]
sHOUlD i wATch ALl the PEopLe TakINg adVAntAgE oF liTtLE kIdS who DoN'T knOW BeTtER?