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[Sep. 30th, 2003|11:18 am]
it's like riding a biker
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Wesley turned from his careful examination of the contents of his shelves to say something, anything, and walked straight into the open cupboard door.

"I was just thinkin' to myself that there's nothing more attractive than a man with a concussion. You all right there, Wes?" Faith had to turn to put down the vegetable she was holding in order to hide the smile that was emerging from her lips. As she swiveled herself around and moved to walk towards him, she found that he was inching his way to the worn kitchen table. "Hey! Did you really hurt yourself? Lemme take a look. C'mon."
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