[ Somehow this is so much more nerve-wracking and difficult than it ought to be. Back home in college, Anathema had been so quick and businesslike and to-the-point whenever she liked someone — her dalliances were surface-level things, temporary and fleeting, because she knew none of them would last. She had a bigger duty to focus on. The world likely wouldn't even last. And Newt, she had seen that one coming. Her whole goddamned family and ancestors had seen that one coming for centuries, so there wasn't any surprise to it, just marking him off like ticking him off a checklist.
Here, in this world, she hadn't seen Sal coming. ]
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[ Somehow this is so much more nerve-wracking and difficult than it ought to be. Back home in college, Anathema had been so quick and businesslike and to-the-point whenever she liked someone — her dalliances were surface-level things, temporary and fleeting, because she knew none of them would last. She had a bigger duty to focus on. The world likely wouldn't even last. And Newt, she had seen that one coming. Her whole goddamned family and ancestors had seen that one coming for centuries, so there wasn't any surprise to it, just marking him off like ticking him off a checklist.
Here, in this world, she hadn't seen Sal coming. ]
It's a date(?)