(psst. this is sekritly kaliscoo. She's tricksy that way.)

Marry:
A flower stem, twirled teasingly round one plump finger, feels like the ghost of a wedding band; suddenly, Eddy's face seems too close, his hand too near, and she pulls away with a hasty "But we won't be married for years yet, of course!" and doesn't bother to explain her sudden mood.

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(Rosa/Ned, "frail")

There is a tentative balance between them, a frail truce; he won't make those silly, lovestruck faces and she won't call him names.

A selection of Soujin's ridiculous snapshots. Demn.

( Westmark/Les Miserables )