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[afromp]

Allison logged off of chat and went to find John. Followed him out onto the fire escape, really. She'd never done that before. She'd never found pictures of his allegedly dead father on the internet before either, so there was a first time for everything.

She waited a bit, watching him smoke. Watching him think. Finally: "Okay?"

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[samsonydelilah]

"No. Not okay." So many different kinds of not fucking okay. John was on the verge of some kind of anxiety attack. "He looks normal."

[afromp]

She's noticing that. She came out for that. "Well, it's a picture. We look normal."

[samsonydelilah]

"2004." He takes a deep breath and damn near loses it on the fire escape. Finishes his second cigarette and goes back inside. Past the kitchen anyway.

[afromp]

And she'll follow him right back inside, closing the window. "That was still five years ago."