“Now, you just press— like this. Yeah.” The simple chord rises up, enveloping us. “You did it. Look at you.”
I grin wide, lift my eyes to meet his, and find that he’s already staring at me, black eyed and voracious.
“Look at you,” he says.
Here it goes my butterflies 🦋 🦋🦋
— Oct 19, 2025 07:54AM
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