Kersen (
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2017-02-03 02:43 am (UTC)
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"Oh," said Kersen softly.
Then he sighed and dropped his hand, then tipped his head against Michael's chest. "Why do we work, Michael? It seems like you'd be sick of... me. I'm emotional, I overshare, I'm clingy..."
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Then he sighed and dropped his hand, then tipped his head against Michael's chest. "Why do we work, Michael? It seems like you'd be sick of... me. I'm emotional, I overshare, I'm clingy..."