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On her own, her strolls were never quite as peaceful as she’d like them to be. Her nerves were at ease, knowing she was safe with him by her side. His knowledge of the city was far superior than hers so it was always a new experience with him. When his rough, work-hardened skin brushed hers, she slipped her hand into his larger one before giving it a gentle squeeze.
“This is all right.”
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Spot groaned in his sleep, not wanting to wakeup in that moment. He was so comfortable, this bed was much softer than the broken cot he was use to sleeping on back at the lodging house. That along with the hand running though his hair, made him even more relaxed.
“Mmm, five more minutes.”
“Fine but I gotta get ready soon.” Luna gave a soft chuckle as she continued running her fingers through Spot’s hair. Thankfully he did not seem like he had to get up anytime soon, she could use a few more minutes herself to relax before the busy day ahead.
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It was a typical day selling at the station before stepping into Louie’s Pub. Rails made his way to the bar, asking for some ice... and some whiskey. He was longing for that drink as his left eye was freshly swollen. He brought the bag of ice to his eye before taking a sip and took a seat next to Spot. Glancing at him with his good eye. “Sorry, I’m late.”
“I’ve always been a smart girl—” A pause. “—But smart girl only gets a girl so far.”
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Rainfall was more than welcome after the overwhelming heat for the past few days. Most of the time the pitter patter of the raindrops on windows was quite calming to her. Thunder, on the other hand, deeply frightened her. With the sudden crash of lightning, Ange jumped before gripping onto his arm as if he would protect her. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she drew herself closer to him.
“I do not wish to overstay my welcome, Spot.” Ange softly protested, glancing away from the pouring rain. “Are you certain, love? I could always try to take a cab home.”
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She was shaking, hyperventilating, sweating, crying... She felt lost, but tried to focus... focus on Spot... Focus on Spot's voice, she told herself. But that was much easier said than done. If there was anybody that she didn't want to look weak in front of, it was Spot. Spot was always so tough... She didn't want to disappoint him. She could be his tough girl... She could be what he expected her to be... right?
But not tonight. Tonight, she was breaking, and all because of one stupid nightmare. Well, not just a nightmare. Any other nightmare would have been fine, preferable even. But going back to the Refuge in her sleep was like walking back into Hell, simply because she couldn't stop her unconcious mind from taking her there.
She whimpered and shook her head. "N-no... No, st-stop..." Reality was hard to focus in on, almost like she couldn't tear the two realities apart. Maybe that's why her nightmares of the place were so utterly horrifying and captivating... Because she couldn't really escape to reality afterwards, because the Refuge was part of her reality, and she couldn't get the damn place out of her head. She put her hands over her ears, strangely like she was trying to block sound. "Spot, I can't..."
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It was something Mickey did not expect to receive from THE infamous leader of Brooklyn. He could not help the wide grin forming on his lips after Spot had kissed him. Was he simply dreaming? Or lost in his imagination yet again? He had to admit, he thought about kissing him himself once or twice, but it just seemed unbelievable that someone like the toughest newsie would be interested in someone like him, a vaudeville performer who occasionally dances in dames’ clothing to make an audience laugh.
“Oh boy… ” He uttered, lost for words for a moment as he still could not fathom what just happened. “Did you mean to do that or are ya drunk?”
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