I had to say that the first twenty-four hours after I snapped out of it were definitely the worst. I spent most of the day in bed by myself, looking up at my roof, wishing it was actually dropped fiberboard with cracks to count, like every hospital I'd ever been in. It would have made the thinking easier
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He walks towards the bookshelf with an armful of X-Men and some dubious Vertigo titles to put back.
"Feeling better?"
Coincidently, he's got the same Iron Maiden shirt on.
He's never going to convince Abby that he owns more than one.
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I still hadn't figured out how I knew so many men who were in some kind of service. At home, it would have been a non-issue.
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"Hey," he said, coming over to her table, fiddling with an orange in his hands. "How are you?"
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Those were three days of my life I wasn't getting back.
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Really, any distraction's more than welcome after those wonderful three days and Nate's...whatever she is showing up.
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"Find anything that's not about a war or soldiers, pass it my way?"
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Really weird, actually.
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