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[ay_my_lord]

*he's waiting outside Hamlet's window this the evening, tossing little pebbles at it--he feels old-fashioned and teenaged at once, but he's not reaching Hamlet's cell phone so really this is not as silly as it feels. tick, tick go the stones against the glass, small and insistent taps like some kind of code that he's forgotten how to decipher*

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[willnotbenow.livejournal.com]

*grins and kisses him long and sweet* I'm ready.

[ay-my-lord.livejournal.com]

*holds him, just one more moment--then lets him go and goes to the computer to turn it on and start up the program*