[ he outstretches a hand and cradles her cheek within it, fingers curling around a stray tendril of her blonde hair before pushing it back behind her ear. He's silent for a few moments, as his hand rests there, staring at her like she's something he wants to pin down ]
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2014-01-31 07:07 am (UTC)I don't have that luxury.