I remember. And I remember what you told me - about the way they tried to sweep it under the rug what they did to you. I remember thinking...Christ, a bad day was maybe the nicest outcome they could have gotten. I'm sorry.
[it's hard not to think about lenny: leaving him there with the knowledge that it was going to fuck him up. that there was nothing to fix, and he'd thrown away the key anyway. not that it mattered a few weeks later when senator smith painted the walls of his office with his brains.]
But I'd like that too. You can stop by the Hex Club if you want a drink, or just come knock on my door. I'll be around. Just say when.
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[it's hard not to think about lenny: leaving him there with the knowledge that it was going to fuck him up. that there was nothing to fix, and he'd thrown away the key anyway. not that it mattered a few weeks later when senator smith painted the walls of his office with his brains.]
But I'd like that too. You can stop by the Hex Club if you want a drink, or just come knock on my door. I'll be around. Just say when.