[Gabe stares at the ceiling. Right. He needs another pile of crap to add to his bundles and bundles of issues right now. When he speaks, he sounds distant, sad.] Every bit of it.
[There's a beat and then he swings himself back into sitting position, now nonchalant all over again.] Buuut it's all water under the bridge now. How's the drawing coming?
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Date: 2010-02-27 04:30 am (UTC)[There's a beat and then he swings himself back into sitting position, now nonchalant all over again.] Buuut it's all water under the bridge now. How's the drawing coming?