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Tweak says, "I paddled home with my tongue."

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Lyra Aquilina Campbell ([info]lyra_yes) wrote in [info]nevermore_logs,
Lyra sat with one foot up on the chair, and her mouth pressed into her knee as she listened to his horrible story. With him being a Saint and all, she'd kinda made some assumptions, like... shouldn't being a Saint mean that you wouldn't get sucked into that kinda thing, that your relationships wouldn't be as messy and messed up as other people's. Kinda made the assumption that something like immortality would protect you from that somehow.

Why she'd been so naïve as to think that, though, she had no idea. Wasn't like God was down here protecting Saints from anything else. Saints had it rough.

"What happened?" she asked, fiddling with her shoelaces but watching him as she did. "Did y'leave him, in the end, or...?"


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