[Jilly had been quiet since the love experiment and draft. It had been too much, in too short a period of time, and she’d needed to think. And one of the ways that she did that best was with her art. She’d gone out occasionally, little forays into town or the woods to stretch stiff limbs and replenish her dwindling supply of groceries, but
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Not the angels one, though. I'm not sure who came up with that one.
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Yeah. This--this is rain, isn't it?
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...I'm gonna guess it isn't common, where you're from?
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[waving one hand, she'll stop her spinning long enough to seem more like the adult she really is, coming over to join him]
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when and if they make eye-contact, she smiles. at least it's genuine. ]
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Come out! It's not snow and it's beautiful!
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but jilly has a point. not snow and so she steps into the shower with a hand held a few inches over her head. paltry protection. ] Beautiful's...not the word I'd usually use.
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But it can be. Water and life and a new season coming through. It's change. [and right now she really, really was ready for a change]
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Hallo, Jilly. May I have this dance?
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Do you have to ask? [reaching for his hands and just..spinning. Silly and carefree and fun]
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Jilly...!
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