[The answer to that was another groan, eye slitted half open as he turned it up towards her. How could she make it better? She could have started with not standing out in the rain, for one. That might have prevented this whole nightmare. In fact, he was pretty sure he wouldn't have spent the entire evening puking into a bucket if he hadn't spent the previous one freezing his ass off on her balcony.]
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Mrf.
[Because that was an answer.]