"Uh-huh," Sam said and drew her in through the door. He shut it behind her, looked her over. She didn't look physically injured, but she her eyes were shuttered, something like pain locked behind them.
"Your boyfriend is fine. How is my girlfriend? And don't bother saying 'fine'."
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Date: 2018-04-28 11:26 pm (UTC)"Your boyfriend is fine. How is my girlfriend? And don't bother saying 'fine'."