let me tell you a story about war (the ground surrenders)
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'You plan to take her to brunch, apologize, spend the day touching her gently, roughly, making up for lost time. You knock on her door and wait (somewhat impatiently) for a minute or two before it swings open, and there's blonde hair and pale skin and thin shoulders but definitely not Quinn.' Faberry Week Day Two: Meeting Frannie.