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| Kite | Aug 24 2008, 12:46 AM |
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Kite raised the Whiskey bottle to his lips, but stopped for taking a sip. It was something that had crossed his mind before, but he had squashed those thoughts before they could lead anywhere. "Ask me where I am in ten years, and you'll get your answer." He said coyly, this time taking a small sip from the bottle. The mood to get drunk had left him; Besides, he wasn't about to let himself be intoxicated and unable to take care of his host. That would be rude. "Living in the moment is what keeps me alive, love. If I would stop to think about my future, or my past for that matter, I'd probably get killed in the present. You know that, you know the dangers this job brings." He placed his hand gently on her head, and smiled. "Maybe if you wouldn't stop thinking so much about the past and the future yourself, you'd reach it more quickly." |
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