I twine my fingers with yours. “Can you tell me what happened? I know your memories must be sketchy. What was in the window display?”
I have a pretty good idea of what I’m going to hear. I know it must be the fucking fanboys again, just from what you’ve already said. I just hope you can give me something to go on, some way I can find them, because there’s a coldness in my gut, and it’s not going to go away until I’ve stopped them for good.
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Date: 2005-07-22 03:12 am (UTC)I have a pretty good idea of what I’m going to hear. I know it must be the fucking fanboys again, just from what you’ve already said. I just hope you can give me something to go on, some way I can find them, because there’s a coldness in my gut, and it’s not going to go away until I’ve stopped them for good.