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“I like that idea.” She approves with a little nod, pulling her phone from her pocket to pull up the website of a local place. “I can have it delivered here for times sake.” Keegan hums quietly.
“Well, we can get half Hawaiian and half meat lovers and you can try a slice of mine if you’d like to?” She offers. “Discovering we could do half and half for the first time was life-changing for me and my sister.” A soft, amused laugh.
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“Don’t worry about paying me back, seriously… I don’t need you to. It’s just pizza.” She waves his offer off with a little shake of her head. “We can get half what you like and half what I do! Unless you also like Hawaiian.”
She proposes this next, her intentions entirely sweet
Keegan seems to instinctively retract her hand for a moment before she forces herself to take Romilly’s with a somewhat strained smile. “No, really. It’s okay. I know you’ve been looking forward to this… I’m sorry I snapped at you.”
She seems to melt into this +
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“Of course… are you hungry at all? I can order us pizza or something?” She offers next before she takes another sip of her tea. It’s by this time that Diva, her hairless cat, returns from her room.
She calls to the cat, allowing her to jump up into her lap and +
She nods, then steps into the bathroom. There’s the sound of running water, drawers opening and closing.
It’s about ten minutes later when she returns. Her hands are now bandaged, climbing into bed to settle under the sheets. She hums quietly. “Are you going to +
She sniffles and nods once, looking down at her hands. “I’m going to… clean up, if you don’t mind?” Keegan asks, readying her feet beneath herself to hoist herself up.
She retracts her hands from his, looking them over before taking a few steps towards the bathroom. +
She gazes up at him with glossy eyes, tilting her head to the side with a sad sob. “You’re not mad at me?” Her voice is barely above a whisper, trembling with every word that leaves her.
Keegan lets him hold her fists like this, lets him cradle her brokenness all in +









