[ mako's lips had opened around a rueful, They don't have to, but before he could even put voice to the words, tamahome cuts him off. he winds up sighing instead, and taking another long swig of his own beer to down it. if he's going to get up to get another bottle, he may as well get two. ]
She probably just needs space or something, [ he says, from the safety of the kitchenette a few feet away. he pokes around the refrigerator longer than necessary. ] You know how girls are... they're fickle, or something.
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She probably just needs space or something, [ he says, from the safety of the kitchenette a few feet away. he pokes around the refrigerator longer than necessary. ] You know how girls are... they're fickle, or something.