Aug 16, 2004 04:13
"You're beautiful," he said, voice thick with alcohol.
"Thanks."
"No. I mean it."
"So do I."
He ran one calloused fingertip down the side of my face.
"I could really get into knowing you," he murmered, and looked deep into my eyes.
Deep.
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who who who
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It's so fucking cool.
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