Date: 2020-03-07 03:21 am (UTC)
anotheroldfashioned: (a working man)
I mean if you want.

[He pauses. It is so hard to not say we don't have to talk. We could just fuck. He holds her fingers and keeps holding them as he stares at her.]

I mean. We could save it.

Until I leave. Until I head to California. We could just take it one day at a time. You could tell me what you want.

Since you know everything about me.

[He's never tender with her. It's hard to put a lid on that beast.]

You could come with me. I'll-

[He was terrified of getting caught before but now.]

I could make you a new identity. Help you get on a plane, whatever you want. Just for the moment.


[It's all masks.]
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