[Justine exhales a slow measured breath. Thoughts, not entirely her own, flutter like a humming bird through her mind. 'You need to feed.' She insists softly, desire suddenly reflected in her dark brown eyes. 'I am here for you.' She knows it's true despite having few memories of the man in front of her. 'Always'.
Justine closes her eyes and inhales slowly. These are her thoughts and at their center is Thomas.]
I am yours.
[She answers his question easily, as if those three words explain the depths and twists that she feels within her chest. 'Yours.' She thought to herself sweetly. Out of every oddity in this town, that single word feels right.]
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Justine closes her eyes and inhales slowly. These are her thoughts and at their center is Thomas.]
I am yours.
[She answers his question easily, as if those three words explain the depths and twists that she feels within her chest. 'Yours.' She thought to herself sweetly. Out of every oddity in this town, that single word feels right.]