Right about that moment, if she hadn't been so preoccupied with the more immediate concern of what had freaked Francine out so badly that a streak of her hair had gone white, Katchoo could have blurted out the entire story of the two years she'd been gone because of that promise and the closeness.
"Always," she echoed instead. "It'll be okay, Francie."
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Date: 2009-07-31 02:38 pm (UTC)"Always," she echoed instead. "It'll be okay, Francie."