[On the other hand, it doesn't take Chrissy long at all to get drowsy. She fights it a little, curled up beside him and letting her fingers play with his. It's the kind of gentle fidgeting that puts her in a mellow place. Her foot rubs against his, and she finds happiness in the quiet stretch of time that draws out between them.]
Hey Johnnie?
[Her voice is soft and tired when she finally speaks up.]
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Hey Johnnie?
[Her voice is soft and tired when she finally speaks up.]
Do you have any songs about the moon?