The ravager attack was all anyone was talking about the entire evening. Spirits were high because we had taken them out and sent a message to others who might think about attacking us. Curtis the traveler was long gone, but his stories of an approaching war between factory-cities were left behind. As I thought about everything, someone knocked at my door. “Come in,” I said, already knowing who it would be. Tony walked in and shut the door behind him. “Hey, beautiful,” he said. “Hey, you.” Just a few short months ago, a love like ours would have been forbidden. “You sneaked out after dinner,” he said. “Too many people.” “You want me to leave?” “No, you’re the perfect number of people.” “I’m perfect, huh?” He smiled.
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