fending | heaven pcs: firefly

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i'm sorry this is all i can think of

[ swinging by the cafe sometime after the introduction... though he would tell himself he was here for coffee, he still ends up spending a long time standing in front of the dessert case, again. debating if he really wants to be disappointed by the taste of them, again. ]

[ it's christmas morning for some reason (not that he knows what that is, even if winter holidays aren't unfamiliar), and fidelio is crouching down to look at the gift boxes under the decorated tree at the centre of town. they've really got something for everyone here, huh? ]

Definitely couldn't pull somethin' like this off in a bigger city.

[ She's in the market, like it'll give her any answers... Of course it won't, but there's still a need to try. ]

I really wanted to believe this wouldn't happen again.

[ She's made her way to the House of Cards, but she's also wearing something very different to her usual style. ]

[ She's at the hospital with a thermos of tea. ]

This is for you.

[ ah. well. the memory (1:43:56 - 1:49:02) that plays across the mirrors this time is a little awkward with his present company. ]

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