❝ oh! hello, laura. ❞ the smile comes easy, like feather - weight. a lilt preens on the junction of his throat and it’s a oral indicator he’s learned to adopt since birth ; the duplicity that harnesses in his smile is raw yet secure : a gleaming gaslamp. ❝ i see you must be curious to hear about sicily. am i right ? ❞ a ginger-handed pat on the empty space, unoccupied beside him : an open invitation. // @escapxlogy
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