Date: 2017-02-19 11:54 pm (UTC)
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"Okay," says Newt, nodding, his hair slipping into his eyes. He pushes it back with his free hand, fingers on his left hand intertwined with hers. They walk in silence until the townhouse comes into view. "You know where I am if you need me, okay? I'll get my jacket back off Jack tomorrow."

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