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John had picked up fish and chips and was keeping them warm in the oven. He'd taken a shower and shaved and was settled in with a beer and an old sci fi show he'd liked when he was a lad.

The whole time he went through the motions, John's stomach was a knot. He didn't like the idea of Alwyn in a crowd alone. A loud crowd. He'd almost hoped to find the man had beaten him home...but no.

He was half dozing when he heard the door and perked right up.

Date: 2022-07-10 02:30 am (UTC)
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"You do?" Alwyn asked.

Date: 2022-07-10 02:55 am (UTC)
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"Then we'll go," Alwyn said. "I mean, if you'd really like to."

Date: 2022-07-10 07:05 pm (UTC)
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Alwyn nodded a little, but seemed contemplative, his face expressing little as his mind zoomed on behind his eyes.

Date: 2022-07-10 11:57 pm (UTC)
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"Everything," was Alwyn's simple reply. "I don't want to talk about it anymore, if that's okay."

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