That brought about a puzzled look. Scratching at his jaw, Daniel frowned in bewilderment at Echo, and then aimed a questioning look at Holly. “That dude who was staring at you in the club?” They had chased him down the alley fruitlessly before heading back indoors and diving into the coat closet.
‘Whoa, don’t think about that, you’ll be half-mast in no time.’
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on 2013-10-12 03:35 am (UTC)‘Whoa, don’t think about that, you’ll be half-mast in no time.’