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Kinsay wasn't planning on leaving. She really, really wasn't. Honest. Swear on her life and everything. Except. Except when Cailyn offered her the out, she felt her nerves unravel and her muscles relax. So. So maybe she ought to take it. Allowing her features to soften, she looked down at her feet for a moment before looking back up to her year-mate.
"That would be- Could you really?" She found herself asking, twisting one of her rings around her finger. "I'd- I'd really appreciate that." There was a raw edge to her voice, something nearing a vulnerability she didn't plan on sharing with the girl.
"Thanks, Cailyn."
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