Pets.

23Mar08

It wasn’t that Brock disliked animals. Really, it wasn’t. Actually, he was a bit of pet person, if he said so himself.

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Engaged.

19Mar08

The ring wasn’t even on Molotov’s finger before Brock realised what he had just done. When she threw her arms around his neck, thoughts started racing through his head.

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Moving.

19Mar08

Brock was relatively sure he was gaping. His mouth was wide open and he could not stop staring. Vaguely aware that maybe he should stop, Brock looked around. Movers and a moving truck. Sofa being carried in the front door. Woman giving directions to the men carrying boxes and furniture.
Okay, so where there hell was [...]

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Take-out.

19Mar08

Brock heard her coming three streets away.

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Tetris.

19Mar08

It is ten-thirty in the morning. Molotov is in a dead sleep in the middle of the bed, having wandered in in an exhausted haze at four AM. Too tired for even a cursory hello after having been on a mission for nine days, she had passed out without undressing. Brock simply rolled over and [...]

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Snow.

19Mar08

“Samson.”
Brock rolled over in his sleep.
“Samson.”
Dream Molotov did not sound as happy as she should have, considering what he was doing to her.

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