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[homosexuals]

WELCOME TO THE SALTBURNT NETWORK

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[holyposition]

No it isn't.

Tell me now so I can spend the night with you instead of running all over the manor.

[homosexuals]

It is.

I like the sound of that. Pick up the phone when I call in a second.

[holyposition]

[ He will, of course he will... ]

Hey. Are you still getting chills? I'm getting you a sweater, too.

[homosexuals]

Stir-crazy, more like. Could go for some cigarettes, too.

Anyway - are you in my room yet?

[holyposition]

Yeah, I'm here. I'm packing you a bag. If you have cigarettes in here, I'll bring them.

[homosexuals]

Thanks, sweetheart.

Should be some on the nightstand. And if you go digging that second drawer of said nightstand, right in the middle between my ties, there's the paper you gave me. Bring that too.

[the scraps are tucked in between page 3 and 4, rolled up neatly.]

[holyposition]

Found them.

Two changes of clothes, books, cigarettes, scotch, newspaper... [ The kind of absent minded, to-himself mumbling people do to make sure they've remembered their keys before they leave the house. ] Ah.

[ He wants to pull them all out now, but he's gonna be good and wait for Hawk... ]

Okay, I'm coming back.

[homosexuals]

Thanks, Skippy.

[there's a fondness in his voice that's not just thanking him for the errands - the wordless notion that tim is there, caring for him even if he doesn't entirely deserve it.]

I'll see you soon.