He pawed at her arm with his free hand, trying to grab the phone from her grasp. "What are you doing?" He dropped his arm from his face. He was as pale as a sheet but he wasn't going anywhere. Fuck no. His mortal toy. His good time even if it put him in a coma.
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Date: 2012-09-28 02:05 am (UTC)