Date: 2020-02-24 11:23 pm (UTC)
quintessent: (My Roses of May)
From: [personal profile] quintessent
[She shakes her head, although she’s not really denying it.]

What is the Wilde? I’ve never visited this place before.

[With her mind more on straight, she holds up the battery,] You can’t say that this isn’t connected. It’s not only a coincidence.
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