Pretty picked up the scattered laundry, talking softly, "How did we get here?"
She refolded the articles.
"When I first saw you walking across the campus, my heart fluttered."
Holding Boxer, "You swept me off my feet with your charm. Where did that charm go?"
She put Lar and Rar back together, "Five years of this is too much."
Pretty opened the drawer, "I've given all that I can."
She put Boxer and the twins in the drawer, "I don't care what the Fatman finds, I'm done."
A tear ran down her cheek, the drawer closed, footsteps left the room.
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