â i find people around me are all making some kind of connection. | @sucubtchâ
thatâs a sentiment he feels similarly inclined towards, the deck of cards in his hands suddenly feeling rather heavy as he pauses his shuffling. blue eyes lift up, catching the way the flames of the fireplace nearby seems to reflect comfortably within her eyes -- as if theyâre used to carving a home within her chest.
fitting, that he shelters ice.
   â yeah, well... if iâve learnt anything over the years, itâs that thereâs two kinds of people. â   isaac resumes shuffling, gaze fixed to the chewed buds of his nailbeds.   â people that get to make those connections, and people like us, who have to fix everything screwed up in the world so that they can keep on enjoying those connections. âÂ
an empty hum fills the pregnant pause between them.
   â it is what it is. â
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