( frank’s social calendar was light to begin with, and he’d made sure tonight was clear for this conversation, whatever shape it took. he’d had a swig of whiskey for liquid courage before grabbing his phone. he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t expected—
something, something like this. a fair shake to have it out in-person. they don’t text. it’s discreet private meetings in diners, hospital rooms, by the waterfront; white flowers in her windowsill and him lurking on her stoop. )
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( frank’s social calendar was light to begin with, and he’d made sure tonight was clear for this conversation, whatever shape it took. he’d had a swig of whiskey for liquid courage before grabbing his phone. he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t expected—
something, something like this. a fair shake to have it out in-person. they don’t text. it’s discreet private meetings in diners, hospital rooms, by the waterfront; white flowers in her windowsill and him lurking on her stoop. )
you still in the same place?