It might not have looked like fleeing anymore, but it was. Snow wanted to say something, anything, to tell him it wasn't his fault, but she couldn't find the words. She couldn't find any words.
So she went in and got herself some coffee.
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Re: Jag and Snow
It might not have looked like fleeing anymore, but it was. Snow wanted to say something, anything, to tell him it wasn't his fault, but she couldn't find the words. She couldn't find any words.
So she went in and got herself some coffee.