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Author's Note: I know it's short, but it came out (purely by accident) as a true drabble. That was lucky.
Theme 9 :: Unknown Past/Before We Knew Each Other
Lying in bed, Roy lightly ran his fingertips over her naked skin, trailing down her arms, memorizing every curve, every freckle.
He stopped, fingers circling around an old burn scar on the inside of her elbow. "Ishbal?" he asked, smoothing the skin with his thumb.
"No," she said, opening her eyes to see the mark. "When I was young I got carried away with some of Father's research materials."
He frowned. "I don't remember that."
She sighed, slipping an
arm around him. "You wouldn't. It was before we knew each
other."
100 words.