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Acquaintances. ┬áRather, the elder one is. I don’t even know the younger one.

6 years or so? That’s how long I know them. Or of them.

I was in the elder one’s league once. There or thereabouts. We started playing different games, after a while. Leagues never crossed again.

She was pretty, all angular lines. Not the curvy type. Sharp. Eyes, chin, cheeks. Hips.

Younger one was a kid.

Time passes.

Happened upon them now. She’s still pretty but time comes for her. In the slightest of ways.

The lines aren’t as sharp. Hint of a smudge in her eyes. Slightest of curves in the cheeks. Hips just outside the margins. Loss of definition.

The younger one has grown. I’m an old relic for her. All lines, like what her sister was.

All will come… in time.

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