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Maybe it's something as simple as eating ice cream on a bench together. With the still night sky not being particularly clear and a patient moon not seeming at all that extraordinary. A plain evening with all its routines and customary bothers. No soft music or dimmed candlelights. No traces of roses or promises of a stolen kiss. No furtive glances or increased heart rates. Nothing at all. Just ice cream and being together.

I've spent the better part of a month aching to post here and now that I finally have the chance to do it, I have nothing to say. *sighs* So much for that.

----------Belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!----------