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Destro looked up from what he was doing so he could see Ashley. As his eyes connected with the others green gaze, it took a moment for Destro to react before he did. A slight scowl appeared on his face as he sat up on his bed, gesturing for his pet to come over to him while he put his phone on the nightstand, obviously expecting a call.
"I need to speak with you before we have to go." Destro said as he then glanced at the door, possibly expecting 'someone' to walk in at any second.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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