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1/18/2016 6:27:03 PM
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"A man can't think?" He chuckled a bit as he took another sip.
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There's a difference in body language between thinking and recollections of memory
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He nods. "Yeah...I guess there is." He adjusts his feet, looking down. He looks up again and makes eye contact as he starts speaking. "Alright, I was having a flashback....not a pretty one."
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Besides I can smell the chemical changes in your hormones and if there's a sudden change I know something is wrong
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He drinks from his glass again silently.
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[b]stares at him then walks over to a bookshelf[/b]
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He looks over at you, sipping at his glass again.
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[b]pulls a large book off the shelf and tosses it to him[/b]
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He catches the book with one hand, holding his glass with the other. He inspect the book.
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[b]its abnormally heavy[/b]
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He looks at you then sets his glass down on a nearby table and begins flipping through the book.
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[b]after 6 pages he discovers it's a hollow book with a very old bottle of whiskey[/b]
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He smiles, shaking his head and grabbing the bottle. "Lethal, you son of a bitch."
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That could be taken as a compliment this time
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"It could." He smiles and downs the rest of his glass, pouring the ungodly old whiskey into his now empty glass. He offers some to you as well.
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I'm fine I'll start drinking when I find a legitimate reason not to
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He nods, taking a sip of the brew. "Goddamn...waited to drink that for so long. Easy the best I've ever had."
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Tell me something...how is it that you're able to love one person then another after their demise?
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He sighes, looking down then back up, swirling his drink around in his glass. "I uh...never really forget, I just....cope. I adjust to that feeling and keep going, well not anymore." He takes a long drink of the whiskey.
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I understand...if you ever need help dealing with some things I'm here [b]pulls out a pocket watch and observes the time[/b] 5 minutes and the desert is ready
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He nods, pulling the glass from his face. "Sounds good."
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Lets just hope Finny doesn't eat it all
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"One can only hope with that man..." He chuckles.
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Hey [b]looks around and blushes[/b] Can you pet my head?...sorry if it's a bit random but I long for the caring touch of another
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He almost spits out his alcohol laughing. He keeps it in and turns towards you. "Can I what?"
