"Wrong how?" the titan asked, starting to remove his jacket and shirt so he could change. There was always a spare shirt laying around somewhere, and he selected one from a drawer under the counter. It was splattered with dried paint, but it would do.
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Date: 2017-03-02 06:37 pm (UTC)