#paternost

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she   says   nothing   in   response,  though   slim   fingers   tighten   ‘round   the   fabric   of   her   jacket.   memories   of   a   love   long-passed   rush   back   all   at   once,   a   time   where   she   would’ve   returned   the   gesture  (  when   did   everything   change  ) -------    &.   without   thinking,   she   pulls   away   from   his   touch.   she’s    quick   to   pull   her   arms   through   the   sleeves   of   the   jacket,   only   now   turning   her   head   to   face   him.  ❝   i’ll   be   back   in   a    couple  hours.   rob   just   wanted   to   hang   out   for   a   while.   think   somethin’s   up   with   him,   ‘dunno.  ❞   lips   form   a   thin   line   across   her   face,   &.   she   nods   in   his   direction   before   turning   on   her   heels   to   leave.   back   to   him   now,   she   holds   up   a   hand   &   gives   a   half-wave,   followed   by   a   deadpanned   ‘ don’t   wait   up ’.