He tastes like #infatuation, bright sweet notes of honey and lime that linger on her lips. It’s not meant to last, this mercurial fleeting bliss… but she doesn’t care.
The world’s mired in tired grey oatmeal days and she’s not willing to wait for ever-afters anymore.
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