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Jan 06, 2009 21:08

oom: droit devant soi on ne peut pas aller bien loin… - text from le petit prince

The pilot seems unusually chipper tonight, strolling in with his hands in his pockets and heading straight for the bar. With a quiet request, he procures a cigarette from Lady Bar, and, as he sticks it between his lips, gets a lighter, too.

Cigarette lit, he contents himself to leaning back against the bar and scoping out the people in today.

Botherable.

tiny tag: the pilot

demeter, the pilot, matilda wormwood

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