"Original?" Dakin frowned, taking a moment to try to compose himself before answering. It was getting difficult to concentrate on something like talking with Irwin doing that. He was so close. So close, but still holding himself back. "It's a wank, not poetry. How original do you... do you need?"
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Date: 2012-10-12 01:49 pm (UTC)