"Quinn," he half-growls as she pulls away, "Come the fuck on. I'll be there, I'm just gonna get him and get our shit and drop it all back off at home, okay? It's not like we're gonna stay home all night and paint our fucking nails and shit. Let me take care of this and then I'll stay with you. Keep you up all fucking night."
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Date: 2011-08-12 03:55 am (UTC)