"I think I kind of have to, yeah," she grins as she follows him out the door. She tucks the box under her arm, cupping the coffee with both hands to feel its warmth and takes another long sip. She feels calmer already. "Oh, Tristan? Fancy name. I'm Kennedy."
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Date: 2014-05-22 01:44 am (UTC)