a peck on the cheek.

       _{Kind people were ᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ. Devoured by the world and spat out just as cold as she was. So why hadn’t he conformed yet? Why hadn’t Jack given into the obvious way the world worked? Still clung to a useless kindness that benefited few. Sure, you could do a little good. But in the long run it was nothing. You gave yourself away and you didn’t get shit.}

       _{She was the perfect example of that. People gave and gave and gave in hopes of getting – ѕσмєтнιηﻭ – out of her. Elsa never threw them a scrap. Kindness was a sentiment not to be trusted. She trampled on it and eventually they gave up. For whatever reason this idiot stayed in contact with her. Knowing how awful she was.}

       _{If Elsa was grateful, she wouldn’t admit it aloud. But to take him by surprise one day, venturing close to him. Popping her own personal space bubble, cool lips pressing against his cheek for a split second. Just long enough to be felt and she retreats as quickly as she invaded.}

                   _{"Yeah, thought so. Think I got a cavity from that.“}

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