'My son'. And where was the son, if the man still had his clothes but lived
alone?
"Fine," Jigen said, finishing the beer and throwing it back. He kept
looking around the room, checking for...what, cameras? Guns? What the hell
was the threat here?
(Because it was good, and nothing good could come without being a threat.)
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Date: 2020-02-26 07:06 pm (UTC)'My son'. And where was the son, if the man still had his clothes but lived alone?
"Fine," Jigen said, finishing the beer and throwing it back. He kept looking around the room, checking for...what, cameras? Guns? What the hell was the threat here?
(Because it was good, and nothing good could come without being a threat.)