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cowboy-aloft.livejournal.com2011-02-14 07:49 pm
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Action, closed to Cid Raines
[He's not used to this, not at all. Usually, he at least has a vague notion of where he stands before he puts himself out on a limb. Still, the gesture seems safely ambiguous, and it feels only natural to mark the day somehow.
He taps on the door - it's technically his room as well, but he'll never be able to barge in without knocking - bottle held loosely in his off-hand. Since he has no idea what kind of alcohol they have around here, he's done some asking around, and he's dubiously confident that this is a quality drink. Still, the true test is yet to come.]
He taps on the door - it's technically his room as well, but he'll never be able to barge in without knocking - bottle held loosely in his off-hand. Since he has no idea what kind of alcohol they have around here, he's done some asking around, and he's dubiously confident that this is a quality drink. Still, the true test is yet to come.]
