Those Moments Were Like Flowers to Me

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One of northeast Chattanooga's upper-class neighborhoods, Frazier's Glen boasts large, landscaped lawns and strategically-placed greenery along its streets which accentuates the feeling of being isolated from the rest of the city. The homes here are likewise large; though they are modern constructions, the exteriors of most of the houses reflect Late Victorian architectural trends, a throwback to some older areas of the city, while the interiors of many are comfortably modern. Several parks and the country club are within walking distance of the gated community.
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Fingers intertwined, her free hand on his shoulder, they danced.

It was messy, and awkward, and there was no rhythm there to speak of. One of them stepped on the other's foot with every couple of steps. And it didn't matter at all. They swayed and held each other and had way too many near misses with the floor and they were happy. Eventually the music changed to something way less suitable for dancing, but they kept dancing anyway, because why not. Things didn't have to make sense. They were there, in their own world, and Ivy would be happiest if she never had to leave.

It wasn't long before the inevitable happened.

She slipped on the train of her prom dress, still too long for her, and tumbled to the ground, dragging Myles down with her as she clung to him. There was a moment of nothing but music playing, and then, giggling. Giggling gave way to loud laughter, shaking her whole body, and she wrapped her arms around herself to keep her from rattling apart, and that laughter choked her, brought tears to her eyes, and she couldn't have said when it turned into something else entirely. Still, it did.

The spell was broken. The rest of the world intruded. The flood of thoughts were indistinguishable, and they would not leave her be.

"Sorry," she gasped, trying to breathe, "sorry," to the only person in the world she'd ever apologize to, "sorry."

She loved him so much.

Everything had hit her at once, drinks included, her mind was a blur, her grip on him tenuous, she closed her eyes.

She could just rest for a moment.





>> Ivy Langley continued in close aint close enough
"Well, Fenris, the King of Gossip. We meet again."
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the dead:
Image[B040] Dante Valerio - Fell asleep too early.
[V7] [x] [x] [x]
[Pregame] Then: None Now: [Start] Prom: [Start] Trip: [Start]
Image[G014] Apollonia "Nia" Karahalios - T-R-I-E-D.
[V7] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
[Pregame] Then: [Start] Now: [Start] Prom: None Trip: [Start]
Image[B004] Axel Fontaine - Lost his place.
[V7] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
[Pregame] Then: [Start] Now: [Start] Prom: [Start] Trip: [Start]
Image[G041] Ivy Langley - Together forever.
[V7] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
[Pregame] Then: [Start] Now: [Start] Prom: [Start] Trip: [Start]

the living:
ImageArtem Fyodorov - Desperate.
[Meanwhile] [x] [x] [x]
[Pregame] Then: [Start] Now: [Start] Prom: [Start]
ImageZen Alicea Feliciano - On vacation!
[Meanwhile] [x]
[Pregame] Then: [Start] Now: [Start] Prom: [Start]
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"It's okay," he breathed. It was. It was. It was.

Ivy hugged herself and Myles hugged her too, tucking her head underneath his chin when her laughter turned to sobs. He rocked, partly to soothe and partly from the drink. At some point, the crying faded too, and they just sat there entwined, eyes closed and breathing each other's breath.

Everything wasn't really good, but it was okay.

((Myles Roux continued in Adult Education))
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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