“Yeah, well, it’s a step up from sifting through dumpsters.” Ray turned, coffee in hand, and gestured at his soft blue linen shirt and navy slacks. “At least with you out of commission like this, none of my clothes are gonna need dry-cleaning.” He paused, and his gaze dropped to his cup, his own face flushing lightly.
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it took me a while to figure it out, what was making me so crazy. Turns out it was you.” He tugged the left boot off gently.
I really feel like that's just fact, isn't it? I mean -- isn't that a line from the show? My brain just did a realitysnap.
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Date: 2007-09-03 05:13 pm (UTC)eeee!
it took me a while to figure it out, what was making me so crazy. Turns out it was you.” He tugged the left boot off gently.
I really feel like that's just fact, isn't it? I mean -- isn't that a line from the show? My brain just did a realitysnap.