Darla's got ascension symptoms bad. Kind of like PMS plus heart palpitations, double vision, and frequent urination. Tinnitus, too, makes it hard for Darla to understand soft talker Ort anymore, no matter how close to her he stands. However (and Darla considers this symptom a boon), Darla now hears Ort rumbling about in the back of her head during the tranquil hours of daybreak.
"Do the work and don't talk about it."
"Hey! Everyone thinks she's got impeccable taste."
"555," he sighs.
Once shuttered for repairs, Darla Varney's Heart Center is open for business. Finally! Darla's found somebody who's not afraid of her brightness.
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