Snowman/WQ for Matchbook!
Its almost like looking into a mirror sometimes.
She takes off her shoes, her coat, her clothes in the same ways you do. Her body is the same. When you see her face, her smile, you feel the same expression stretched across your face. There is comfort there, in her sameness. For all that the world presses on you both and tries to break you, there is still just this.
In her arms.
Always the same in just the right ways.