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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 13, 2009 15:27:00 GMT -5
"Never mind," said Adrian. "Go to sleep."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 13, 2009 15:34:37 GMT -5
"You never answer my questions," said the boy, pouting at him but snuggling under the covers.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Nov 13, 2009 15:40:58 GMT -5
Adrian paused.
"Not enough good days," he answered softly.
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Nov 13, 2009 15:42:57 GMT -5
Adrien lifted one hand up and let his fingertip rest on the tip of Adrian's nose.
"I have standards," he said approvingly, and rather enigmatically; however, his eyelashes had fluttered and his eyelids closed, and he tossed his head back languidly as he settled back down again, and his hand had become rather cumbersome and it slid down his cheek and rested heavily on his shoulder.
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