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Santo Vaccarro ([info]rockem_sockem) wrote in [info]tensor,
@ 2011-03-20 21:33:00

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Entry tags:mark_sheppard, santo_vacarro

Mark
It had been a day full of basking in the sun and working on a paper for one of his classes, and normally for Santo that meant vegging out in his room for the rest of the evening, watching television. Sometimes he sacked out in the lounge but there'd already been a bunch of girls in there watching something romantic, with frilly dresses and giggling. So! His room was the best bet. But he did have his door open in case anyone wanted to drop by.


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[info]rockem_sockem
2011-04-11 02:37 am UTC (link)
Santo looked down at Mark, running one finger down his neck.

"Thanks," he rumbled softly.

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