"I remember it. You. A lot," he admitted. It was a place where he could talk about it, what he could share. He could talk to her about this, them together, what theyhad been and could have been if he hadn't been a damned fool.
"Yeah, I think I might," he admitted. "What kind of bribe do you want?"
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Date: 2015-04-07 01:42 am (UTC)"Yeah, I think I might," he admitted. "What kind of bribe do you want?"