garden

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scarlet dug her trowel into the earth, grimacing. she brushed a bright red curl out of her face, smearing it with dirt in the process. she was searching for the potatoes she and grand-mere had planted so long ago. finally, she hit something solid. invigorated, she dug deeper, piling potatoes into her basket. when the basket was full, she stood up, brushing herself off. she looked down for the basket and found it was missing, now in the arms of a large man with messy brown hair and sharp teeth glinting slightly through his lopsided grin. "i'll carry it," wolf said, passing the basket to one arm and grabbing scarlets hand with his other. he lead her into the house and set the potatoes on the counter. as he turned around to face scarlet, he kissed her on the nose and smiled. "what are we making?" he asked. she smiled back up at him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

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