#298020 - Shattered, I fell asleep again, this time with Deryk lying on top of me. God knows where his boots were – stolen I guess, along with his talisman and the contents of his sporran. He unbuckled his sporran and it dropped to the floor as I pulled his sweater off, revealing the same “X-Men” tee-shirt he had worn the last time we met – “Wolverine” it read.
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