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Imagine your F/O reading to you.
Maybe you’re in a handsome drawing room library, sitting next to one another in high backed chairs near a cozy fireplace.
Maybe you’re in a cute living room, the lights low, snuggled half on top of one another on the comfortable couch.
Maybe you’re outdoors on a warm day, sitting shoulder to shoulder on a blanket under the branches of a large tree, the remains of a picnic lunch around you.
Maybe you’re in your bedroom, snuggled deep under your covers, with your pillows just so, and they’re sitting next to you on the edge of the bed.
Maybe they read you poetry, or read you a novel, or read you your favorite book from when you were younger.
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