Warren frowned a little at that. It hurt. In his throat, in his chest. He wasn't sure why, no, he knew why, but he wasn't going to ask. Or say anything.
He changed quickly, clambered into bed, stretched out under the blankets. There was more than enough rattling around in his head to fill a few pages. He was saving at least one verse for Devin getting out of the bathroom.
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Date: 2006-06-22 03:04 am (UTC)He changed quickly, clambered into bed, stretched out under the blankets. There was more than enough rattling around in his head to fill a few pages. He was saving at least one verse for Devin getting out of the bathroom.