I pause as she holds her hand up, listening as I smoke. I shake my head as I reply, "No, love. The encounter with the bouncing, that was afterwards. I meant before then. Obviously, I can't be opposed to something if I was the one that encouraged it that night." I take a long drag, recalling bits and pieces of that emotionally-tumultuous time. "I remember being quite liquored up and the Black Doves as well."
She's quite angry and I raise my eyebrows, uncertain as I ask, "Love..? Why are you angry?"
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Date: 2012-02-29 02:35 am (UTC)She's quite angry and I raise my eyebrows, uncertain as I ask, "Love..? Why are you angry?"