James rubbed his eyes with one hand as he fumbled with his key in the lock with the other. Motherfuck me, he thought, coming home from a long day of decidedly not seeing Clem and, instead, starting to slowly wrangle his way into his latest grift, trying vainly to distract himself with the speed of the chase. All he needed now, James had long
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Thank you sooo much for the time and love you obviously put on this, really! I love it! *g*
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