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Apr 05, 2007 06:26

Doyle’s head had been killing him ever since he had left Meryl Strife and her office that afternoon. Doyle had spent the rest of the day just wondering around town, buying a new carton of cigarettes and then just sitting in the park and tried to will it away. It got later, and later, until finally Doyle head’s started to pound so badly that on ( Read more... )

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thatloyalguy April 5 2007, 05:28:13 UTC

Xander woke up and looked over at Doyle, still feeling slightly groggy. "Doyle? That you?"

celticluck April 5 2007, 05:30:12 UTC

Bleeding hell. That hurt. "Go back to bed Xander... just a headache." Doyle gasped as he tried to sit up, the movement sending a white light of pain through his skull. Damn it wasn't a vision, but right now he would swear if one came it would kill him.

thatloyalguy April 5 2007, 05:31:26 UTC

"Yeah, no. You're not looking to good." Xander was out of bed before the words had left his mouth. He thought better of turning on lights. "Let me help you," he added as he came to Doyle's bedside.

celticluck April 5 2007, 05:32:37 UTC

"Stop speaking so loud." Doyle hissed, gesturing to his nightstand. "There. Pills and some water."

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