ext_369020 ([identity profile] worksmart.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] as_damaged 2009-11-21 03:57 am (UTC)

☞ But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight

I'll put the pot on.

[It's the sugar in both he's thinking of, she's not trembling with cold. If it was up to him, after the few hours he's had, he'd pick the bottle every time. Still, as the lady wishes, and a couple of minutes later he's bringing out two cups of hot, overly sugared tea, handing one off to her and taking a seat on the couch himself. He shakes his hands out. rubs at his forearms.]

And that's the last thing I'm using my wrists for tonight.

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