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moneyballer
2017-03-05 08:17 am (UTC)
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whoaaaa omg
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Pause, be convincing.
If there's one thing he's learned in his time working for Annalise, it's how to sell a lie.
]
i totally knocked out 4 a second there
is it cool if we catch up 2mrw? i should probably catch sum zzzs
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cashlin
2017-03-05 08:21 am (UTC)
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The lie's not too much of a stretch over text anyway: she buys it without question.
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yea sure :P
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time to bother somebody else while she cant sleep........
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ill remind you!! gimme all the juicy details later ❤️
night
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moneyballer
2017-03-05 08:30 am (UTC)
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She is made of fire and cold steel.
What is he made of? Tears? Misery?
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
He was so happy. Is it about to end?
Who can say for sure?
]
night
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no subject
[Pause, be convincing.
If there's one thing he's learned in his time working for Annalise, it's how to sell a lie.]
i totally knocked out 4 a second there
is it cool if we catch up 2mrw? i should probably catch sum zzzs
no subject
yea sure :P
[time to bother somebody else while she cant sleep........]
ill remind you!! gimme all the juicy details later ❤️
night
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What is he made of? Tears? Misery?
Asher looks at the bathroom window, now boarded up. He eyes a nail that's coming loose, wondering haphazardly if this is some kind of grim metaphor for his life.
He was so happy. Is it about to end?
Who can say for sure?]
night