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Date Posted: 10.16
Author: Justin
Subject: inside
In reply to: Gianna 's message, "
I don't want to run away but I can't take it, I don't understand
If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
" on 10.16

He let out a low breath and cleared his throat as he pulled into his garage, some Jeff Buckley playing softly in his luxery vehicle. He was still pretty much on cloud nine with his new promotion and the purple heart on the seat next to him that he kept on looking down at. It wasn't that he thought he deserved to be praised for saving that little girl or anything, it had been his job, his instinct and his duty to do so but it was nice to have a bit of recognition for a job well done. He pulled into his parking area and turned off the car, locking it up as he yawned and headed towards the elevator that would lead up to the main floor of his house. Lifting his hand, he went to go press in the code when he realized it was already unarmed. He never left the place unarmed, ever. A low breath escaped his lips as he drew his weapon and stepped away from the elevator, taking the stairs instead. His brow furrowed as he stepped in, noting the way Bambi didn't look paniced and was instead just stretched out on the couch again with a yawn. Still, he released the safety on the gun and took a step in with his arms outstretched, his eyes moving around the apartment as he kicked the door shut loudly, not about to let anyone run out past him.

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