#Ending this challenge with Marina and Samarie

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June pt.30

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Winter (A SaMariLevi Fanfic)

Happy holidays, everyone! Decided to make a little fanfic this "Eve of the Celebration of Alll-mer" (as the world of Funger would probably call it) about, you guessed it, the disaster teenagers trio. She can have both the boyfailure and girlfailure, as a treat.

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Levi watched the frost settle by the window, his pale and bony fingers idly tapping the glass. How long has it been since he became one of the half who managed to survive the twisted festival of Termina? A year? Two years? At least, after everything he had seen and witnessed, he was safe and happy now. They all were, this winter.

Getting clean was one of the best things that happened to him. The first few days were hard, but he managed in the end. He had them, who he met by twists of fate, to support him throughout and for that, he was grateful. Especially considering that the Eastern Union had far more bigger fish to fry than some young deserter seeking asylum in Valland. He turned his head towards the two girls with him.

Marina sat by the fireplace, a book gently resting upon her lap, covered by a pink skirt. It was her decision to help them both, as she sympathized with their troubles. Sometimes, she felt glad she sold off all of her father's properties as soon as she got the chance to. Paperwork was messy, but she was never going to go back to Prehevil, so why keep them?

Her role as the main breadwinner of her little friend group did exhaust her a little bit, especially considering she had to tend to her own needs as well. But with the market of the red lights district closed for the holidays, her mind was set. If they were all better off happy, with each other, sharing the fireplace's warmth, then so be it.

Samarie was beside her, huddled up in a blanket covering her jet-black hair and thin body. In cold weather like this, she caught colds easily, so it was best for her to dress warmly at all times. Everyone knew she was still in rather ill health, even after getting the physical and mental help she desperately needed.

But she was alright with that. Convincing her to share was a bit of a challenge, but seeing her potential rival as a kindred spirit over their shared trauma of abuse by authority and being tossed aside as expendable worked wonders. She opened her eyes, expecting when the other two would suggest going out to a party, or a show, or whatever they were interested in.

It had been hard work, but at last, this winter night, they could live in peace. Together as friends, 'til the end.