Each drop of information gave life to Justine. It was something to cling to, a fact that she could turn over in her head again and again. The Marines. She thought curiously, pushing the tension in the back of her head a little further away. He's a fighter but more than that, he's a protector.
Justine's teeth press softly to her lower lip before dragging her tongue along the area.
"I see." Her voice was soft as she continued. "I don't know where I was born but Chicago has been my home since I was a teen. I wonder if it's like New York." Two great cities that often fight over the way pizza should be prepared. It's a curious thing, the culture that drives people and how they thrive and connect.
"I'm not sure what I'll do." She admitted shortly after his description. It's a lot to take in and even more to think about. Justine was happy for the distraction but her worried returned. How would she eat? She could get a job but that wouldn't solve the problem she'd have today.
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Justine's teeth press softly to her lower lip before dragging her tongue along the area.
"I see." Her voice was soft as she continued. "I don't know where I was born but Chicago has been my home since I was a teen. I wonder if it's like New York." Two great cities that often fight over the way pizza should be prepared. It's a curious thing, the culture that drives people and how they thrive and connect.
"I'm not sure what I'll do." She admitted shortly after his description. It's a lot to take in and even more to think about. Justine was happy for the distraction but her worried returned. How would she eat? She could get a job but that wouldn't solve the problem she'd have today.