[so close, Musashi can't see how Emily's cheeks burn to hear that, someone making such a grand promise. it's an instinct to protest - she's not worthy of that.]
You don't...
[don't mean that? don't really know her? it's both, but also wrapped in the starlit haze. how she longs to stop thinking, worrying, to just be able to take in sweet things without looking for the sting.]
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You don't...
[don't mean that? don't really know her? it's both, but also wrapped in the starlit haze. how she longs to stop thinking, worrying, to just be able to take in sweet things without looking for the sting.]
Kiss me again? Please?