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Edited at March 29, 2026 10:02 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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The next morning Laurel woke up decently early, deciding to make breakfast since she woke up feeling so good. In truthfulness, she'd had a questionable dream about Luca and needed to distract herself. So, she found herself quietly dancing around the kitchen with earbuds playing music in as she made scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast while waiting for Luca to get up. |
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Edited at March 29, 2026 10:02 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Laurel was oblivious, still swaying her hips to the music and humming quietly. Her hair was tousled from sleep. She had just started to put everything on plates when she turned around and saw Luca watching her from afar. She blushed and a sheepish smile crept across her face as she stopped dancing and took the earbuds out. "Good morning.." |
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Edited at March 29, 2026 10:02 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Laurel smiled, meeting him half way when he walked towards her. "I'm not sure what the song was, but it's 80's rock music," she answered, glancing over him absentmindedly. He was so handsome.. |
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Edited at March 29, 2026 10:03 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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(Sounds good to me!) - Laurel ate a few bites too, pleased to see that he did at least want to eat what she had cooked. At least, that was until something seemed to bother him. She frowned, concern filling her head as he told her she was off and that he had an errand. Something was definitely off. "Alright.. Y-Yes sir," she nodded, watching him go before she started cleaning up. She put everything away before getting dressed, deciding that she'd go to church since she finally had a day off. Between working constantly and finding time to see her father, it had been a few weeks since she'd entered a church. The moment she reached the sanctuary she felt right at home, of course, but Luca was still fresh on her mind.. |
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Edited at March 29, 2026 10:03 PM by Rose Thorn Manor
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Laurel attended church, immersing herself into the service the best that she could. There were people who knew her who wanted to talk and ask questions afterwards, but when she looked out towards the cemetery, she saw a familiar figure that made her heart sink. She said her quick goodbyes and excused herself before walking out there. She saw the names on the headstones first, not having to guess to know who they were to him. Laurel didn't say anything, but she wouldn't feel right leaving either, so what she did was attempt to comfort. She placed a gentle, soothing hand to his back when she came to his side, her head dipping for a moment in silent respect for the passed. |
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