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"What is this?" Roarke asked. "It's not snow, it's not rain, not even really sleet. It must be--"
"Crap," she said. "It's cold, wet, crap."
"Ah." He nodded, rubbed the back of his knuckles absently up and down her spine. "Of course. Maybe it'll keep people indoors and you'll have a quiet day."
"People kill each other inside, too," Eve reminded him. "Especially when they get fed up looking out the window at crap."
— Feb 22, 2025 02:57PM
"Crap," she said. "It's cold, wet, crap."
"Ah." He nodded, rubbed the back of his knuckles absently up and down her spine. "Of course. Maybe it'll keep people indoors and you'll have a quiet day."
"People kill each other inside, too," Eve reminded him. "Especially when they get fed up looking out the window at crap."
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