[the young man had peered into a store window only to realize the window was smiling back at him... and he was understandably surprised, until he turned to find that there wasn't a single person behind him.
ah. and he'd been doing so well today, too.]
There I was...
[me mumbles this down into his scarf, the stripes of which could almost look like teeth if one looked at it with a very broad imagination. the looking-glass girl is still very much there when he looks back.]
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[the young man had peered into a store window only to realize the window was smiling back at him... and he was understandably surprised, until he turned to find that there wasn't a single person behind him.
ah. and he'd been doing so well today, too.]
There I was...
[me mumbles this down into his scarf, the stripes of which could almost look like teeth if one looked at it with a very broad imagination. the looking-glass girl is still very much there when he looks back.]
Now I can't rightly say where there is, can I?
[he seems rather put out by this. disappointed.]