Her nails are painted red today.
Presumably to match her hair
But they don't.
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Because her hair is scarlet.
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It's scarlet for everything that's good and bad in the world
It's scarlet for every time she's cried
It's scarlet for every time she's laughed
It's scarlet for every time she's knocked someone out with a single punch, or tripped over a crack in the sidewalk, or gotten drunk and sang Ave Maria in the street
It's scarlet for every time he's sinned, and it's scarlet for every time she's saved him.
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She glances at him and smiles.
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Her nails couldn't even come close to her red, and he thinks that nothing in the world could ever rival her red...except perhaps her.
cover creds go to lisanna chan's deviant art