[With a grunt of acquiescence, Chris rolls over on his own side to face Cassel. He doesn't reach out to touch him - he ran out without his gloves and instead tucks his bare hands under his arms - but instead drops his forehead against Cassel's hair, breathing in]
He will. He fixed my arm, I'm back to working out as of two days ago.
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He will. He fixed my arm, I'm back to working out as of two days ago.
Christ, come on. It's not that bad.