I like food, but not enough to deliver it for a living. You're just special. I did mean that earlier today.
[Ginny holds out the box to him, her smile flickering and she has to bite down on her lip to keep it from dying altogether and she should just go. She thought that it'd be good to see the most familiar face she knows in the City and maybe it would be easy to just talk, but the old habit of locking that all up kicks in; that, and the less-familiar instinct to retreat.
Yeah, the City's gotten her shaken up. Something feels wrong in her bones, like magic, and the dreams for days on end have left her exhausted and stretched thin.]
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I like food, but not enough to deliver it for a living. You're just special. I did mean that earlier today.
[Ginny holds out the box to him, her smile flickering and she has to bite down on her lip to keep it from dying altogether and she should just go. She thought that it'd be good to see the most familiar face she knows in the City and maybe it would be easy to just talk, but the old habit of locking that all up kicks in; that, and the less-familiar instinct to retreat.
Yeah, the City's gotten her shaken up. Something feels wrong in her bones, like magic, and the dreams for days on end have left her exhausted and stretched thin.]
Here. Maybe you could bring them to work.