The long brown hair… the way he held his fist under his chin, it was definitely March, only he was different. He didn’t fidget at all, his long hair was combed neatly into a ponytail at the back of his head and he seemed to stand tall, and proud… dignified. Alice’s eyes drifted over his silver suit, down to his black shoes, taking in his handsome profile as he lifted his fist from under his chin, and let out a soft cough before glancing at his watch. As if sensing her gaze on him, his eyes shifted in her direction and Alice quickly turned her head to look out the window. “Next?” The teller called and Alice stepped up to the desk, careful to keep her face turned away from the man she was sure was March. “I’d like to make a deposit please.” Alice said, sliding the white envelope to the woman. A couple of hours later, Alice was making her way from her apartment and down to the waiting limo, the sun had just set, the air was cool, all the stars visible in the sky already.
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