"seriously, your wearing that, you crazy hot rodder" i say. doc is wearing a kind of silk suit and are those spikes on his shirt? here there be devils.
"and your wearing a long sweeter. what's it to you?" he says gazing at me like i'm a masterpiece
i raise my eyebrows. "i thought i said i didn't like bad guys."
"and yet, it's working for you."
i choke out a, "shut up." and then draw him close.
this is immortality, right?
when he pulls away, someone calls "welcome to the deadly six" the players enter and i swear there all punks. doc in his new fully referbeshed state will fit right in here. he looks back as he leaves. the mud has already started to creep up his pant leg.
"husband, fix your tie." he says
"rookie, don't get killed."
and then he's in there.
i put my head in my hands. my god, he might die
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