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[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker rolls his shoulders and scans the room. He's wearing long sleeves and smells faintly of hospital. He's hurt. He's here.

He wonders if it's a theme.

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[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Parker's lips twist, maybe a smile, maybe sympathy.

"More than average?" He's asking, he's warning, he's also just curious. One day the cat that curiosity will be Parker and he knows it.

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to tell. That's up to him."

Even though she's seen it, she's been there, inside his head with the drills and the screaming.

"But we're still working things out."

[misterparker.livejournal.com]

Shrugging, he says, "Well, whatever pumps your tires."

[not-one-drop.livejournal.com]

"Whatever - what?"

She blinks at him in confusion.