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waynecymraeg (waynecymraeg) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Re: Pandora and Wayne
Wayne thought a bit before responding. It took longer, the thinking.

He hadn't meant the hangover, or the puking, or the cold sweat he was in. He'd meant...his desperation to make it all go away. That was what hadn't been too bad in a while.

"Wish I could say I didn't do this, this isn't something I do, but...apparently...." Apparently it is.

She looked about in as bad of a shape as he was. The look in her eyes, the one that had drawn Wayne to her as a selfsame spirit, it was still there. But sadder, as he imagined his eyes were.

"So, what's it for you?" Wayne asked, without thinking. The harshness of his voice made him wince, and he amended his question in a lower voice.

"Something specific, or more..." He waved a hand. "...general thing?"