Thankfully the bartender had brought him a second draft. Elijah drank the top third. "Heart trouble," he confessed. "It's already in pretty bad shape, thanks to Shanna. It might break if I can't get your number."
He squinted at her from his left eye, gauging her reaction.
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Date: 2016-01-18 10:32 pm (UTC)He squinted at her from his left eye, gauging her reaction.
"That was bad, though, right?" He cracked up.