| Liethell   Psych     |   |  | #191 |  | 
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      "One night stand, kiddo. You bam 'em, slam 'em, thank-you-ma'am 'em." She laughs and Liet rolls his eyes. His face and voice do carry only the slightest hints of sadness. "Just ignore her. She's teasing you. She means well." He pats his shoulder, and he lays there too and allows Vincent to play with his hair. It's still frizzy from being electrocuted, but it smells of apples and perfume...
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|   | Posted 12-20-2013, 11:05 PM |   |  |