But I ain't no madman.

[whitetwoguns]

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We pay a price for all our choices made;

[synanthrope]

Are you sure?

[She holds that a moment, as if it's his last chance to say yes, which, in fact, it is]

We pay a price for all our choices made;

[whitetwoguns]

[She's a few months short. He would have then without feeling bad at all. At this point being with anyone else is out of the question. What a fucking betrayal of trust that would be. Larry rubs a hand over his face.]

I'm sorry. No insult is meant at all, Saya.

[And chances are, he should leave if he knows what's good for him.]

We pay a price for all our choices made;

[synanthrope]

[A shrug]

Very well.

We pay a price for all our choices made;

[whitetwoguns]

[That would be the signal. Larry approaches, rather than turning away completely he leans and gives her a kiss on the cheek.]

I hope we can do dinner sometime. There are some wine tasting specials.

[Hopefully that's not too much too soon.]

We pay a price for all our choices made;

[synanthrope]

[She tilts her head and smiles a little, but it doesn't reach her eyes]

If your situation changes, let me know. I'd like to fuck you until you can't see straight.

[She turns, her heels clicking as she makes her way into another room, letting Larry see himself out.]

We pay a price for all our choices made;

[whitetwoguns]

[If that one doesn't go right to his dick... She's a hell of a woman. And Larry has a hell of a man. He should leave. Now.]

You'll know. Goodnight, Saya.

[Yeah, he's escorting his own ass out, not even bothering to put on his coat until he's out the door. Damn he needs another cigarette.]