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𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒔   /   𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 ,  𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅 ,  𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 .  it feels just close enough to touch ,  the day her lips met the other woman’s and the entire world seemed to go away .  so this is how it’s meant to feel ,  tammy had thought behind that singular smile .  𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 .  it tasted like cherry for her crimson lipstick ,  cheap drinks and something else .  right now ,  tamasin sees it was love .      ❝   oh ,  really ?  i  can  barely  remember  it ,  deb .   ❞    nose is suddenly covered in wrinkles   /   eyes sparkling up and smiling on their own   –   the sort of thing that only ever happens when she’s calm enough ,  comfortable enough     ❪     her very own way at trying her luck with a joke    ❫  .  𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆 ,  after all .  tamasin rarely forgets anything ,   and that had to be one of the memories she’d hold onto until the end .  carefully ,  she approaches deborah ,  finding the spot she conquered inside her embrace ,  faces so close the tip of her nose could leave goosebumps on the other’s skin .   ❝   you  mind  reminding  me  how  it  felt ?   ❞