Date: 2011-01-08 07:36 pm (UTC)
He heaves his suitcase in the trunk with all of his strength and ignores how it bounces.

Viggo remembers being drunk like that, tipsy after only a glancing glimpse of thigh, a flash of skin, but he holds his addictions far better as he grows older

Sean's words bubble up and out like a spring, a happy rumble of thoughts, opinions, ideas and even the odd feeling.


Such wonderful snippets about each and then the final section is perfection. So beautiful all the way through (three times so far! *g*).


Thank you for this and Happy (belated) New Year!
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