“You're welcome, though I should thank you for humouring my request.” The thanks she should've offered would've been sincere, since she'd meant it when she'd told Will she would be in touch; at the time, she'd thought one way, or another. For once, it was the easy way. No sweat-soaked paper, no black marker blots, no bottle dropped off a bridge... just the cardboard she still held out to Will, Sam Patchowski, 476 Sims St, Porcupine River, MN B3G 3V3 printed across it none too neatly.
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Date: 2018-03-23 01:32 am (UTC)“Trade you for my sweater back.”