[ Warren's already there by the time she arrives, freshly showered and changed himself. There's a bandage wrapped neatly around his injured hand, and in his other he has a tablet that he's idly scrolling through. What's he reading? Hard to tell as he flips the cover shut and sets it on the coffee table at her approach. ]
And if I told you they belonged to an ex-girlfriend?
[ Said in the tone of a man who knows he's lying and is not bothering to hide that fact. ]
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And if I told you they belonged to an ex-girlfriend?
[ Said in the tone of a man who knows he's lying and is not bothering to hide that fact. ]