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#54
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Rem
draws the naughty bits
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He nodded to Espy and pulled a set of keys from his pocket, tossing her one with a number 7 on it. "That room is free, love, an' should 'ave some clean linens and towels all set up. Take it an sleep well," he smiled and turned back to Mikey, sipping his coffee.
"...innerestin', that," he said quietly, turning to gaze at the flames flickering in the fireplace. "Me mum would've been th' opposite if she'd been aloive t'see 'er darlin' boy wont t'join up wiv that'--" he couldn't seem to think of a world vile enough. "Business. But she didn'...and me brother went in." He was silent for a moment and then sat up to click his cup against Mikey's. "I fink yehr a roight smart lad wiv yehr 'ead screwed on straight. Few enough of us as is."
[[Is bedtime! G'night all, sorry for the delay. I fell asleep xD]]
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i won't rot ∙ not this mind and not this heart ∙ i won't rot
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Posted 11-22-2010, 05:09 AM
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