“She’s put you through the ringer,” Tom tells me. I consider this, frown a bit as I do. “I dunno—I can never tell if we’re dancing in a burning room or taking turns dragging the other unconscious up a mountain.” Tom sniffs a laugh, looks at me like I’m crazy. “Both pretty shit to be honest, man—” “Yeah,” I concede as I stare over at her. “One ends with a pretty good view though—” Tom watches me more closely than I want him to. He’s got an intense stare. I think it’s worse because his eyes are so blue. Sounds dreamy, but I don’t know—aggressively blue, you could say? He’s just watching me,
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