prettyserpentine
...his future wife...
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The song drifts to an end and she drifts to a chair, lifting a glass of warmed mulled wine on the way and cradling it. She sighs.
It's very quiet around these parts here lately. I suppose it's that time of the year.
She looks around the room and smiles shyly.
It's very quiet around these parts here lately. I suppose it's that time of the year.
She looks around the room and smiles shyly.