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"Timer?" he asked, holding up his arm. *** "Glue."
"There we have it."
"Are you alright? Do you want to go to bed?"
Landon said nothing, before approaching the man. "So you still have your timer, huh?" *** "Glue."
"What do you use my first name for?"
She frowned, suddenly worried again. "Jack?"
He said nothing. At this point he wasn't even taking pictures. *** "No.."
"Well, you usually just call me by my last name."
She moved to take another bite of her stew, her eyes warming slightly.
"Hm.. Fine."
He continued to take pictures of the skyscrapers, the camera to his eye. *** "You'll see."
She frowned, before reaching up to kiss his cheek. "Well you're still in my favorites."
"But that rules out the others, because it's always."
Landon pursed his lips, ignoring them. *** "Yes!"
"I should know better by now."
"Hm.. I can do that."
Landon turned his head, his bright eyes darkening slightly. He didn't say anything, instead, pausing and looking up between two tall skyscrapers....
She looked down. "I'm sorry."
"And being cocky?"
(Ye!) Landon headed down the street, camera in hand. His eye was keen as he looked for a good shot. *** "Fabric glue!"
