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madison_avenue ([info]madison_avenue) wrote in [info]silverage,
After what seemed like an hour, the waitress finally returned with the change. Don left a hefty five dollar tip on the table, mumbled "You, too", and walked briskly out the front door.

After a block or two, Don stopped and took a few breaths. Maybe there was something to all of this talk of witches and werewolves and the like. Clearly Lily was a nymph or a siren. He felt as if Lily's green eyes had seared him - he couldn't get them out of his head. Or her voice. Her laugh. The way she wrapped her lips around her fork.

"Jesus," he muttered, running a hand through his hair. He was in serious trouble with this.

He needed a drink.

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