That's about how it all went down, yeah. [She laughs, low and smothered by the heel of her palm. God, what a shit trip that was. In all honesty, she's done her best not to dwell on it since, but with as much heat as there is swimming about in her belly, tuning certain memories out isn't much of an option.
But then he's talking again, moving on to other subjects, and--]
You have a boat. [You do not, have a boat, Sully. You adorable liar.]
no subject
But then he's talking again, moving on to other subjects, and--]
You have a boat. [You do not, have a boat, Sully. You adorable liar.]