She's said things. She wrote me a song, ages ago, but I thought she was joking. [ An anguished pause. ] I invited her to stay with me. I should have noticed. [ He lifts his head just so he can knock it back down against his arms in frustration. ] I'm not allowed out unsupervised anymore. Write it down.
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Date: 2016-10-23 04:26 am (UTC)