Jan 5, 2018
“barry!” the word ripped from her lungs before iris had given it permission to. a reflex. a reaction built on years upon years of the utmost trust. iris and barry had been supposed to be together, of that, she was sure. no matter where they ended up, no matter how different things were, she always found him. she took off into a run when she saw him, just about propelling her body into his, relief flooding through her as she pressed her lips against his; a mere reflex at this point.
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