February 2012
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James awakens in a jump, the feeling of something being taken from him drifting through indistinct dreams. He tightens his fingers over the beer bottle, but already it’s being tugged from his grip, and in the glow of the tv he sees it being set on the coffee table, next to James’ feet and the other empty bottle he drank earlier. “You could have waited for me,” Tony protests as he plops...
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