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May 13, 2006 08:20

Jack again, sitting in a booth that he hasn't quite forgotten, despite time away, running his fingers up and down, feeling the texture of the seat absentmindedly and staring at the door.

The night is over, and soon he'll go. For now, though, he gets to sit and pretend he won't miss the place when he does.

jack frost, morgan le fae, the fool

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