He runs his hand down her back in the most comforting way he could. “In a perfect world I guess we would be made for each other.”
❛ there’s no such thing as a perfect world, sport. ❜ it was blunt, and as soon as he finished talking. she couldn’t really help that. she wrapped her arms around him tighter, and sighed, shaky. ❛ but yeah. if there was, we would be. ❜
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