[ her fingers are warm, like the sun itself. it's a warmth he knows, a warmth he's felt.
he can't believe what he's seeing. ]
Alright. Hold on.
[ the hedge is really fighting her. he pulls at it, trying to move it. parts of it break off, which is feels incredibly bad about. but he makes enough of a gap to be able to reach her, finally, and then he hooks his arms about her waist to pull her through the rest of the way.
and then she's there, in his arms. he releases her and then stares at her, feeling breathless and excited. ]
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he can't believe what he's seeing. ]
Alright. Hold on.
[ the hedge is really fighting her. he pulls at it, trying to move it. parts of it break off, which is feels incredibly bad about. but he makes enough of a gap to be able to reach her, finally, and then he hooks his arms about her waist to pull her through the rest of the way.
and then she's there, in his arms. he releases her and then stares at her, feeling breathless and excited. ]
You can't imagine what I'd believe. Try me.
[ he reaches for her hand again. ]
Are you doing it?