So while the sane part of my head was saying things like “it’s only temporary” and “take it easy,” the crazy part was shouting “ooh look, it’s Vaughan, he’s so pretty and shiny and makes you feel good” and “jump on the man, for fuck’s sake.” And that part was much, much louder. Crazy was a bit of a whore, god bless her. At any rate, my body was at war. Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream would hit the spot. Insert heavy sigh here. “What was that for?” asked Vaughan. “Ice cream.” “Right. We don’t have any.” A pause. “I think there’s some of Nell’s flourless chocolate cake in the fridge. Will
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