I do love Hannah a lot. I love that she's just her. There are the same protective layers like anyone else has, of course, but she's quite happy to tell you exactly how she feels in the bluntest way possible. I love it.
What I love most is that, for all the effort she puts in trying to cover up her soft side, it always comes through. We had the most terrible storm and torrential rain as I was leaving her house, and yet she walked me quite a way to my car under an umbrella. I owe her my hair!
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