"Yes!" He can scarcely believe it himself. "We arrived the same day, actually. All those months ago..." A lot has happened since then, and the smile fades from his face for just a moment. But then he focuses on the warm fingers interlocked with his own, which helps keep him grounded in the present.
"You're gonna love so many things about this place," Manolo told her. "The shops, the foods, the automobiles. Everyday I have been here...I thought of you, Maria."
He smiles against her mouth before resting his forehead against hers. "I just...there's so much I want to show you," he murmurs. And he didn't think he'd ever get the chance, he almost adds, but there's no reason to spoil the moment by dragging sad things back to the surface again.
He blinks back the moisture collecting in his eyes. Manolo's cheeks haven't hurt from smiling this much in a long time.
"Come on, it's not far," he assures her. With that, he begins leading the way. After a pleasant walk of talking and laughing that somehow passes by both fast and slow all at once, they arrive on the doorstep of Heropa 015.
"Everyone might be at work," he confesses as he unlocks the door. He's more or less the only unemployed bum in the house, but that's not a very romantic thing to say, so he keeps that to himself too. "If that's the case, we can always go somewhere else. This just, you know...seemed like the best place to go first..."
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"You're gonna love so many things about this place," Manolo told her. "The shops, the foods, the automobiles. Everyday I have been here...I thought of you, Maria."
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"If you keep talking like that, we are never going to reach your house."
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He blinks back the moisture collecting in his eyes. Manolo's cheeks haven't hurt from smiling this much in a long time.
"Come on, it's not far," he assures her. With that, he begins leading the way. After a pleasant walk of talking and laughing that somehow passes by both fast and slow all at once, they arrive on the doorstep of Heropa 015.
"Everyone might be at work," he confesses as he unlocks the door. He's more or less the only unemployed bum in the house, but that's not a very romantic thing to say, so he keeps that to himself too. "If that's the case, we can always go somewhere else. This just, you know...seemed like the best place to go first..."