Dec 07, 2004 13:06
Challenge: Eight, Love
Title: Constance
Word count: 100
Rating: G
Man, does she gleam. Beautiful, just… beautiful. No matter where I go, what mess we end up in, she’s always there with me, standing up for me, taking my side.
See, a lot of people don’t get me. Hell, nobody really gets me. She doesn’t care, never complains, don’t whine, just gets on with the job. I can trust her, knowin’ she’ll be there when I need her.
I think, and I’ve thought about this some, that I love her. She’s the best gun a man could ever own. I can’t believe I nearly traded her off for a thief.
008 (love)