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[beforethepunchline]

Life in Darrow lately has been weird as all get-out, but what else is new? Harley's just grateful to find that, whatever the heck has been going on, it's bypassed her entirely. That doesn't mean her friends have been safe, though. She's been making a point of checking in on them just to be sure they're all doing swell.

Besides, she just likes to do that now and then anyway. It's so easy to get too busy and let weeks go by without making real time to hang out. So when she spots Sweeney, impossible to miss, just up the block, she picks up the pace so she can latch onto him. "Hey," she says brightly, arm looping through his. "How's it going, duck?"

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[onlythebranch]

"Oh, darlin' the days just keep getting better and better," Sweeney answers, somehow not all that surprised to find Harley by his side. It's true the days are growing shorter and colder, and he's always preferred the southern states to the dark and chilly north, but he's here and he's got his coin and he's got whatever the fuck it is Spike is to him. So the days aren't half as bad as they had been before.

That's saying something.

Getting comfortable would be a mistake. It always is. So he's not letting himself get comfortable, but he's taking what Darrow is giving him and for the moment, at least, he's going to enjoy it.

"Especially now that I've got a pretty lady on my arm," he adds, grinning down at her.