Nov 10, 2010 02:18
Lester stood, hands in pockets, and surveyed the room that had once been so immaculate and was now…well…not so.
He was also fairly positive that there never used to be Star Wars figurines on his bookshelves or a pile of computer games strewn amongst tangles of wires, controllers and consoles.
He was very positive however that he and Connor were completely incompatible, in every way.
With a sigh he turned and walked into the bedroom where Connor was already dozing.
He smiled. Whatever special force had operated to bring them together despite all their differences, he was glad of it.
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