[these moments feel like a chaotic haze — from the terrifying entrance to the utterly farsical rapport the two have on display, Cecelia gapes with her face still contorted in dismay.
when addressed, she is slow to react, slow to blink, slow to look at Archie directly.
another beat passes before she blinks again, then turns on her heel and walks out of sight and to her room, door quietly clicking behind her.]
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when addressed, she is slow to react, slow to blink, slow to look at Archie directly.
another beat passes before she blinks again, then turns on her heel and walks out of sight and to her room, door quietly clicking behind her.]