Two people, who had long since learned the particular weathers of each other, accumulating small and careful knowledge of one another, without ever quite choosing to. It crept in through the ordinary and by the time November named it, it had already made itself at home. Script by u/miilm https://www.reddit.com/r/GWNarrative/comments/1rnchie/fm4a_milk_no_sugar_narrative_sfw_dual_pov_slice/