[Thursday morning]
[April 22th (day 326)]
[Verite’s apartment over the salon]
I’ve spent nearly every night for the past week at the ‘Boy, except for Friday, when it was so busy at the Whitechapel that it was all I could do to stagger in at half past three to curl up next to Ri until noon, and Monday, when I came in worse for most of a bottle of port
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I reach for the milk and add some to the coffee, only then seeing the single cup. "Already had your coffee?" I tease. I know he doesn't eat anything in the mornings, but we've shared coffee before.
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She asks me have I already had my coffee, and I turn my head to grin at her. “I’m up and talking, aren’t I? Not trying to throttle anyone.” I get my boots and socks off and slide over on the bed to sit beside her. “Did you sleep all right?”
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