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He drifted up from the depths of sleep, content to lie curled in warm safety. The light was softened by the spring-green foliage of the tree outside the window, casting ever-moving shadows on the pale walls. A light breeze brought scents of the climbing rose outside the window, and the rustle and chirp of busy small birds was peaceful. Eyes closed, he smiled. England. Home.
A heavy boot thudded into his ribs, throwing him brokenly against the dank wall. “What the fuck did you give him? We need him to talk!”
Far away, Bodie turned into his partner’s loving embrace.
Title: Sweet dreams
Author: Murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Gen?
Archive at ProsLib: yes
Disclaimer: Never mine, no profits were harmed by the making of this drabble…
A heavy boot thudded into his ribs, throwing him brokenly against the dank wall. “What the fuck did you give him? We need him to talk!”
Far away, Bodie turned into his partner’s loving embrace.
Title: Sweet dreams
Author: Murphybabe
Slash or Gen: Gen?
Archive at ProsLib: yes
Disclaimer: Never mine, no profits were harmed by the making of this drabble…