The blackout released the city from neon glow, ushering in the black heavens, her eyes so bright.
In the blackout there were so many giggles. I guess it was challenging in a lot of ways, but somehow it only increased the funniness of it all. It was another reason to hug, to tell the sort of slow jokes that bring the chance of a cushion being thrown your way. It was how we were, the jokes, the singing and the cuddles... and the blackness just made it all the more wonderful, as if the joy was distilled into a higher form.
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