Hate-hate relationships are kinda my thing. Or at least hate-pretending to hate because it's easier.
[she has a hand on his shoulder still, and he hasn't flinched or moved away, so she squeezes. Like her dad did when he called her sport, like Tillman did when he called her kiddo.]
You know you don't have to steal them, right? I mean, it's gross in there, but some of the staff are pretty cool. A guy named Rory brought me a top-up on my sleeping pills once. And John Watson, he's good people. Takes a lot to throw him and he doesn't talk about you or try the whole comforting routine.
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[she has a hand on his shoulder still, and he hasn't flinched or moved away, so she squeezes. Like her dad did when he called her sport, like Tillman did when he called her kiddo.]
You know you don't have to steal them, right? I mean, it's gross in there, but some of the staff are pretty cool. A guy named Rory brought me a top-up on my sleeping pills once. And John Watson, he's good people. Takes a lot to throw him and he doesn't talk about you or try the whole comforting routine.