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luna_larkspur (
luna_larkspur
) wrote in
liferpg
,
Well. That certainly did make sense. It wasn't unexpected, but she certainly hadn't hoped for it.
"Oh, Michael," she sighed sadly, scooting her chair so it was next to his, and wrapping an arm across his shoulders. What could you say to that?
Asking how he was would be an insult, to be sure. Asking what she could do sounded pointless.
"What do you need?" she asked softly. Even if she couldn't provide it, she'd do her damnedest to find someone who could.
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