“ mmm, i waited. wanted us to be able to remember it. ”
the southern belle cooed, placing a soft peck upon her shoulder.
taking in that warmth for a few moments longer.
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⠀⠀ * ╱ ⋄ ݁ . that morning was very confusing. zatanna woke up slowly, but she could already smell something different in the air—she wasn't in her room. and before he could open his eyes, he felt arms around her waist and a familiar southern accent. ‘ yes ... ’
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