[And as much as he doesn't want to, he can hear the voices calling for help. After giving the page one last longing look, as if wanting to write more but not knowing what, he closes the journal, letting it disappear before he quickly heads out...not noticing the small starflowers that had bloomed beneath his seat and under the table.]
[Before she closes the journal, she draws one more little heart and a kissing face for him to come back to should when it comes time to contact her again.
Time to get to work, she supposes. And quickly, if she wants to return to his side as soon as possible...]
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[And as much as he doesn't want to, he can hear the voices calling for help. After giving the page one last longing look, as if wanting to write more but not knowing what, he closes the journal, letting it disappear before he quickly heads out...not noticing the small starflowers that had bloomed beneath his seat and under the table.]
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Time to get to work, she supposes. And quickly, if she wants to return to his side as soon as possible...]