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[cosmic_llin]

Sully sat on the end of the bed, head in his hands. Michaela was still under the covers.

'Sully, it doesn't matter,' she said. 'Really it doesn't.'

'Yeah, well, it matters to me,' he muttered, not looking at her.

'It's really not as important as you're making out,' she insisted. 'These things happen from time to time.'

'Not to me.'

'To every man, Sully.'

He huffed, and was silent for a moment before continuing. 'Look, Michaela, I can understand that, sometimes, you might call someone else's name. But please - did it have to be Hank?'

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[carawj.livejournal.com]

Eheheheheh. Fantastic! ;D