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1/18/2016 6:41:26 PM
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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?"
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If you're trying to tease me it's working...I asked you to pet me dammit
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"I thought you were joking...but, ok." He sets down his glass and puts you in a headlock, petting your head.
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Not exactly what I had in mind but it's better than nothing
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He chuckles a bit, letting go after a while.
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[b]lets out a quiet whine[/b] Over already?
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"You want more?" He starts petting your head again, ruffling your ears. "You owe me one...." He chuckles. "...just kidding. This is like, forty."
