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March, 1921.
I imagine I am very politely driving Edward insane.
My eyes are still different; the minimal interaction I have had with others has been curtailed and stiff. I do a lot of writing and hunting now, and feel more...inhuman, than I have in some time.
Edward does what he can. I am grateful to him here, now, always. We are in Minnesota for no reason I can adequately discern - but it is somewhere different, Edward says, and I did promise him travel. He has a wandering soul sometimes. This may be good for him - I am unsure.
Regardless, I am here in the apartment we have rent by week and Edward is elsewhere.
I am bored.
- C.C.
Carlisle to all comers would appear asleep - sprawled across a low couch belly-down and eyes shut.
My eyes are still different; the minimal interaction I have had with others has been curtailed and stiff. I do a lot of writing and hunting now, and feel more...inhuman, than I have in some time.
Edward does what he can. I am grateful to him here, now, always. We are in Minnesota for no reason I can adequately discern - but it is somewhere different, Edward says, and I did promise him travel. He has a wandering soul sometimes. This may be good for him - I am unsure.
Regardless, I am here in the apartment we have rent by week and Edward is elsewhere.
I am bored.
- C.C.
Carlisle to all comers would appear asleep - sprawled across a low couch belly-down and eyes shut.
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"You are too perfect like this."
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But Edward picked up his hand and brushed his fingers tips along Carlisle's temple toward the edge of that smile. That he had missed.
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He doesn't want to, but he does.
Carlisle thinks vaguely of hunting, or staying undressed in the apartment all day.
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It was Carlisle saw this all differently, if Edward had found reason to relish that apparent difference. The last of his clothing strewn unlike the perfectly folded beginning pieces. A success regardless.
"We can."
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