"When it's a choice between you quiet and occupied or you bitchin' 'bout fresh air and sunshine?" Eliot said. He pulled a couple beers out of the cooler, popped the caps, and offered one to Hardison before grabbing a seat on the deck next to him. And immediately found himself in the midst of a tiny puppy pile. "Admit it, man, you're gettin' to almost like our little outdoor adventures."
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Date: 2017-02-22 05:32 am (UTC)