"You remember me?" she asks, eyebrow lifting and posture not changing a bit. It sounds like he does, but she can't deal with getting her hopes up and having them dashed. She either needs Will or won't, as in won't talk to you, won't stay here, won't be where you can find me, won't pretend it's okay. Not today.
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Date: 2012-08-05 05:40 am (UTC)