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   fine and alive used to share a several-layer party
   wall, not taper into an overlap. 

              instead of coaxing, derek wants to dig and provoke, and she must know;
              when too kindled for kindness, he’s so stupidly unable to fix
              the flex in his jaw that tames his tongue flavourless despite
               having been moulded to sound anything but. 

                       ’ unlike you. ‘ 

          his calves lift him to go frown at the
          crockery laid ready on the counter. 

thinly, derek exhales against the copper pinch
sandwiched between the tomatoes saucing the air and his
own (very personal) stew, drawn in bristly manoeuvres once by the stove. 

he jabs it off, the fire, and sluices steam-clung pasta in the sink. at last, draping
milky over his face from below the tap, lending reason to the soft nothing roofed
over them, the mist goes. 

                 (     not yet overcooked. )

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        ’ should i add an extra plate
   or two in case someone from your
       adventure will come chasing
                  you hungry? ‘

            she knows that it’ll only be a matter of time before he obtains
            the information he’s after, that’s how it always was with him,
            and that she could never keep anything from him no matter
            how trivial. so for now she’ll take advantage of his cluelessness
            and enjoy dinner.

            as he rises so does she, sparing a death glare in his direction
            before retreating upstairs to clean away at her marred flesh and
            exchange shirts. 

                        he was right —- she did smell of blood and sweat. 

            she’s back downstairs and at her brother’s side within a matter
            of minutes, gathering two plate sets as he finishes preparing
            dinner. his comment causes brows to furrow as she leans back
            toward him, jabbing her elbow into the side of his ribs. 

                  ‘ no, they won’t! ‘ her tone rises slightly in defense.

                        ‘ —- you’ve got me all to yourself tonight. ‘

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