"You don't have to leave," Little told him. "You're like the first person who even tried to stop me walking in front of a car so..." She shrugged, not sure where she was going with the thought.
She sniffed and scuffed her shoe across the grit below them. "I've got this thing. This sickness. It's called Huntington's. You ever hear of that?" she looked at at the man sitting beside.
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I want Thanatos and Lyra to adopt Little as their own >_>
Date: 2013-06-29 04:44 am (UTC)She sniffed and scuffed her shoe across the grit below them. "I've got this thing. This sickness. It's called Huntington's. You ever hear of that?" she looked at at the man sitting beside.