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2011-04-02 05:46 am (UTC)
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He moves away and she doesn't open her eyes. It takes her a long moment to answer, again, as if she's remembering how to speak actual words.
"Yes. Vodka."
He is so attached to his creature comforts. She wonders if it's wearing off on her. If he's making her soft.
She wonders if it matters.
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"Yes. Vodka."
He is so attached to his creature comforts. She wonders if it's wearing off on her. If he's making her soft.
She wonders if it matters.