The family gathering goes loud and cheerful. You pick the dishes to take them to the kitchen. You put them in the sink. Acrid cigarette smoke hits when Aaran approaches you. His heavy head lays on your shoulder and hands catch yours, fingers intertwined. This noise there is killing me. Could you be my quiet haven?
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