"Right," Owen says, and honestly, in the course of their conversation, he'd nearly forgotten about the dog. Even now, it's only a passing thought as his mind shifts back to just what he'll need to get started. Maybe he can get his hands on some flunitrazepam.
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Date: 2012-11-25 12:47 pm (UTC)He stands, ready to leave.
"You two have fun."