"...
- Sorry about the nose. And the eye... and the... eyebrow.
- Guess I deserved it.
- If I thought that, I wouldn't be apologizing.
- Your fist slipped?
- Everybody kept bugging me, asking if I was okay.
- So you busted my nose to keep people off your back.
- Pretty much.
- Making people even more worried about you.
- Maybe. But at least, they're not talking to me about it.
- Fair enough.
- Cheers.
..."
domingo, 29 de novembro de 2009
posted by Deborah Luisa at 15:43
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