Michael came back into the room, a little upset with himself he hadn't brought the tie that matched this suit better. At least it didn't clash, he thought, walking out into the kitchen and shoving the rest of his belongings into George Michael's hands.
"Alice, do you have sandwich.. things?" he asked distractedly, looking at his watch and calculating how much time he had before he absolutely had to leave.
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Date: 2008-06-27 04:02 am (UTC)"Alice, do you have sandwich.. things?" he asked distractedly, looking at his watch and calculating how much time he had before he absolutely had to leave.