latino_menace: (Attention. You have mine. For now)
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From here...

Ramon feels just a little light-headed as he opens the door to the house in Portugal. Probably just his body getting used to having blood again after losing a few pints. Or maybe it's just shock...but it doesn't matter, because the only thing he wants now is a drink, regardless of whether he should or not.

And one other thing. There's something he needs to see, though he'll never admit it. It can wait a few minutes anyway because he needs to get the blood off his hands first...and he's pretty sure that Mary Anne wouldn't mind a drink either.

'Still like tequila?'

Date: 2006-07-09 03:30 am (UTC)
song_tra_bong: (le tired)
From: [personal profile] song_tra_bong
"Mhm, days...three, four? Something like that."

He's back now. The exact number is negligible.

Date: 2006-07-09 03:38 am (UTC)
song_tra_bong: (golden)
From: [personal profile] song_tra_bong
She blushes a little--blame it on the alcohol, she certainly is.

"Spent 'em watching the door, keeping the fire going...Figured if I couldn't go bust you out of jail, could at least see when you got back."

Date: 2006-07-09 03:50 am (UTC)
song_tra_bong: (holding hands)
From: [personal profile] song_tra_bong
She clinks her glass against his.

"To getting back."

Toasts used to be her thing; maybe they still are.

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