Eggsy watched, quiet, curious about it all. Not saying a word through it all, even when Chester was there and his heart raced, thinking about how close he came to dying that day. And how much he had cost them all.
JB wriggled closer, lapping at Harry's hand.
"Naw, Pickles is at your place," he said, leaving it at that. "You doing okay?"
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Date: 2016-06-03 03:34 am (UTC)JB wriggled closer, lapping at Harry's hand.
"Naw, Pickles is at your place," he said, leaving it at that. "You doing okay?"