She's getting used to it - she rolls over sometime between midnight and morning to find Harrow there, curled up tight like a seed. Gideon lies there for a moment and then she reaches out, trailing the tips of her fingers down the bumps of Harrow's spine.
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Date: 2021-06-20 06:02 pm (UTC)