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๐พ never forgot you.
the words feel like acid ใpoured directly into freshly torn open wounds. bloody and bubbling ใdripping down his skin and collecting in a pool at his feet. he hadnโt even realized how fucking badly heโd needed to hear it ใa breath of salty air ..
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Jesus . . .
[No witty one-liner. None of his trademark sarcastic flair that he generously dished out to mask the foul aftertaste that lingered in his mouth. That would be guilt, bitter and repulsive. Was he not able to stay as composed as he did now, heโd retch.]
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.. voice will break. itโs humiliating ใand he swallows around the lump lodged in his throat. forcing out a laugh as he hooks an arm around the agentโs shoulders ใcrushing him into a hug that just so happens to obscure his face from vision. โ sappy bastard. were you ..
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show off.
mike snorts ใkeen eyes following the motion of pen on paper โ hand snapping up to pluck paper craft from mid-air. leaning back in his chair ใunfurling it to skim over message before a theatrical gasp escapes him. three-fingered hand pressed to his chest.
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[Leon dodges the aerial assault as if it were a knife thrown at him by an enemy on the field, catching the paper plane in his hand. His decades of
experience all came down to this moment.]
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the act is undercut slightly by his ensuing snickering ใbut itโs the thought that counts. flipping leon the bird as he scribbles out a response ใa godawful doodle of leonโs face with arrows pointing to his hair โ โ๐ธhoppedโ and โchudโ alongside a few squiggles that ..
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mike would be the first to admit heโs always been a touchy guy. physical affection comes easier than words ใconveying sentiment in a way he often struggles to verbalize. filling empty space with something tangible ใbuying him desperately needed time to gather his ..
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Caught in the arms of a man he had already buried in every way that mattered, Leon feels the world lurch beneath him. Not enough to fall, just enough to remind him that certainty has never been worth much.
Mike gathers him close with the easy, unthinking
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.. over the mic. promises unfulfilled ใunbridled excitement over the idea of getting the hell out of that place. how close it had been ใbefore slipping from his fingers. he doesnโt intend to have a repeat performance ใand theyโve got a decadeโs worth of lost time to ..
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hey ใyou said it โ not me. ( the quips come naturally ใeven as disgust curdles in his gut ; sliding a hand through chestnut waves โ the telltale ๐quelch of gore making upper lip curl. itโs one thing to see it from a birdโs eye view ใanother entirely to be crusted in ..
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oh, you think you're so fucking ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ต.
( The last creature lunges towards herโsharp teeth and deafening screeches. Jill grabs her tactical knife and stabs it on the neck, shoulder, chest, warm blood spilling and splashing all over her face.
She growls; pushing it +
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( a snort ใand he shakes off as much ichor from his hand as possible ใwiping the rest on torn denim โ scarred hand held out to shake. ) michael hernandez ใbut everybody jusโ calls me mike. united states strategic command ใnot tryinโ to step on any toes.
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