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Peter Maximoff is not a sentimental person. Moving as fast as he does, it’s hard for him to find himself swept up in anything. But still, there are those few moments, the moments when he can’t help but slow down and appreciate all that you’ve brought into his life.
Tucked behind a shelf in a safe corner of his mom’s basement is a table, and on that table is a mish-mash of items that remind him of every time he knew he could never let you go.
Which do you choose?
A pair of running shoes with silver laces
A pencil cup full of old glow sticks
A plush goldfish with crossed eyes
A slightly crumpled origami rabbit
A rainbow headband