interestingly enough, she also has a little time to spare.
she appreciates the gesture, but is doubtful that her mother would be quite so appreciative.
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𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 told ( asked ) her mother about leaving the house today.
“ we should pick up something for a picnic, and . . . go explore some ruins. ”
she has absolutely no idea how she’s going to scale walls in her dress, but she’s willing to give it a shot.
she rolls her eyes fondly and laughs when he announces that he has no idea —— they will simply have to think of something together.
she takes the hint and picks up the pace a little, keen to get away from the centre of the city where people might see her.
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ribs can definitely set wrong.
she hasn't seen it herself, but she knows someone who knows someone whose brother broke three ribs and they fused together.
it's true.
she’s heard the same story too —— when she was a young girl ( and she will never admit this aloud ) she sometimes hoped that she might be stolen away.
she’s never felt like she fits in here, but she wonders if she’d feel the same anywhere she went.
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~ “we can always make the best of it, as we do whenever we are in each other’s company.”
there’s that mischievous and boyish glint in his eyes.
“I think we should do something adventurous today.”
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dwell on now.
célestine is intrigued by his statement, tilting her head to look up at him as they walk.
“ something adventurous . . ? what did you have in mind? ”
she isn’t sure why she’s even »