We stepped back into the bustling city, our minds buzzing with the information Anne had shared. The weight of our situation felt slightly more manageable now that we had a plan. As we walked back to the studio, we discussed the meeting, trying to process the information and our emotions.
"Anne seems really competent," Chris said, breaking the silence. "I gotta say, I feel a bit more hopeful."
"Me too," I admitted. "It's still a lot to take in. We need to be prepared for anything, but..." I paused and looked into his eyes "…I know we will be alright."
Chris nodded; his expression serious. "We will be. Together." He said as he searched for my hand and squeezed it as if solidifying his statement.
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Back at the studio, we settled into a brief moment of calm. I brewed us some coffee, the familiar ritual a comforting routine in a space that was so familiar amidst the chaos of the last 24 hours.
