everett
"ready?" he grins, reaching his hand out so fiona can take it. she looks beautiful in the burgundy jumpsuit, and her hair is up in a ponytail to calm down the frizz of the surprisingly warm april weather.
she snaps him out of his daze and slips her small hand in his, offering a smile too quickly— which he notices isn't real.
"you okay?" he asks with a squeeze.
"yep, i'm fine."
they both walk out the door, locking the door behind them.
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the recovery project [2]
Short Storyit does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.