"Sweetheart," Eve sighs. There's a body at her feet and past that is the woman she loves, watching her with 'cat who dragged in half-a-squirrel' energy. "...Why?"
"He was looking for us."
"Sure. Why didn't you bury—"
The body stirs. Her lover smiles.
"Eve. It is more romantic to do it together."
"He was looking for us."
"Sure. Why didn't you bury—"
The body stirs. Her lover smiles.
"Eve. It is more romantic to do it together."
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