i liked when we breathed the same air. sitting across from one another, rowan always had a smile poking at his lips and his green eyes were shining like tears pricked at the corners of his eyes. the chemical smell of nail polish picked at my nose, probably destroying some of the nose hairs. my head was rested against the door and rowan was sitting upright, holding my hand delicately as he painted my middle finger red. i told him to paint the others black but one had to be different.

    my hair was matted against my forehead, i couldn’t remember the last time i had showered. i hadn’t done a lot lately. after we all got settled into my apartment with no hopes of trying to go back to a normal life anytime soon, we all just hibernated. rowan and i essentially locked ourselves...

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