~Recap~
Meanwhile, Harlow on the other hand, wasn't so sure with his own reaction as well. He just simply was feeling sad and bad for the poor curly caramel haired girl. Who had to be here for something which wasn't even related to her. Neither she did anything to have relation with this.
Or well, maybe she did but still, he also just felt like… The way he felt.
And honestly, none of them knew if what was happening, or how it was happening. All they knew was that something was happening. Something which couldn't be told. But only felt.
More moments of their hazy state go on before Harlow finally seems to be opening his mouth. Only to close it back and unexpectedly disappear, leaving Cindy alone in daze, silence and audible air.
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What could be more comforting than having pie, pudding and hot chocolate by the fireplace in the weather of breezy winter?
Most probably nothing. At least for Frederick, he definitely couldn't think if anything else would be better than it.