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Audrey Parker

August 2018

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Date: 2018-06-29 01:54 am (UTC)
dont_feel_it: by <user name="azangal_icons"> (rough-edged diamonds)
From: [personal profile] dont_feel_it
He nods, faint, but it's just an acknowledgment of her words. She doesn't need to thank him. That's not––

That is to say, he didn't...

She's his partner. (Not just his partner.) He wanted to help. So he did.

It's not often he gets to use the stubbornness Audrey's always teasing he has too much of in a positive direction. "I hope you get some answers."

Eyes on her face, unable to look away. Mouth still quirked towards a pleased smile, even if he did it for this, not for her thanks. For the sudden open possibility in her face. For what she might learn. "I hope you come back and tell me what they are."

It's almost light. He feels light. For what seems like the first time in years. Light in his head. In his chest. The sense memory of her pressed against him only just now beginning to fade, and he's giddy on it.

Certain she will, come back and share this. She's his partner. It's what they do. No matter what else she might mean. To him, or to this town.
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