[ He kisses each of their temples and then he backs off to go gather himself at a window. Normally he'd probably pull out a cigarette, but he knows it's Emily's space and she won't want the smell. He straightens his shirt instead, fiddling with the way it's tucked in and the way his necklace lays at his throat. ]
We been through enough shit... Better if we stick together...
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We been through enough shit... Better if we stick together...