[ without thinking, andy finds herself curling in more, her body only sore in a good way, her muscles at ease instead of taut with tension. quỳnh lingers in her head, as she so often does, but laying here with natasha without any pressures or judgements solidifies her lack of regret for how she'd handled the hivawei. handled herself. ]
[ sometimes andy is just a tired woman stuck inside an immortal body and she wants to ignore the latter, however briefly. ]
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[ sometimes andy is just a tired woman stuck inside an immortal body and she wants to ignore the latter, however briefly. ]
Thank you. [ for many many things! ]