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loving and losing and bearing life

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Harley groans when her phone chirps. She hates mornings, or rather waking up alone, but the sender brightens her mood.

I feel like a walrus. The little one's squashing my bladder, but at least I breathe easier now. Call for more info :P

A second later, another text demands she come over with cucumbers and chocolate, because Dinah's not going to leave the house today, not in her condition. Harley doesn't mind, she enjoys spoiling Dinah in whatever she can – yes, even that way, you perv.

They've both lost their loved ones, and curiously, that's enough to overlook their differences.