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Post by rowanashke on Jul 22, 2008 23:23:39 GMT -5
God...a smile?
A smile and teasing and a hug?
Patrick was smiling as she left. "Goodnight, Kyla." he called out. After a moment, he shook his head, then moved to the living room, sprawling out on the couch. He was tired, but more than pleased. She was rough, that was true...but he could sense that there was a nice person under that closed-off shell, and maybe, if he continued to work at her, he could get her to come out more often.
Something to look forward too, anyway.
"Goodnight." he said to his empty living room, still smiling, and closed his eyes.
(THREAD END)
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