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sweetpinkpixie · 08-30-2024, 11:54 PM

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

Curtis could feel that Sadie was more relaxed than usual as their hands entangled. She often hid her stress easily in public though he could usually tell. Not that he had any reason to suspect, her finishing exams was the one curb that prevented certain steps from moving forward. Speaking of,

A quick stop? Ah right, she won't be within walking distance during his lunch breaks now. "After all these years, no more serving and waiting tables." He thought she was amazing for handling all of it. Not like she needed to ask, but the gesture was appreciated, "Oh course, but before we head there... Do you mind if we sit for a moment?" It seemed like such a beautiful day and they had some time to spare before heading there. He was facing the fountain sculptures. "You know.. it's rare we get to stop and smell the roses... outside our apartment." Naturally, and a furry little friend kept them on their toes.

Thankfully her plethora of physical outlets usually kept her stress levels at bay, but final exams in pre-healer studies were a whole new level of savage. They made OWLs and NEWTs look like playing hopscotch against a slug in the middle of a scorching summer's day. Sadie was quite comfortable and content in the valley between university stress and actual working woman stress and planned on taking complete advantage of everything this interlude had to offer.

Which apparently was beginning with something as simple as sitting to smell the roses.

"Sit...and smell the roses," she repeated with a breathy laugh, brow quirked and hands settling on her hips. "You know, I almost can't tell if you are being idiomatic or literal but..." she mused as she pivoted and took a seat along the edge of the fountain and patted the spot beside her. "I am going to give you the benefit of the doubt assume literal."

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