“So…” He finishes rolling his sleeves and sticks an arm out across the bathtub, hand resting on the side against the wall. He leans forward, his other arm folded across the outer edge of the tub, his face inches away from Sarah Jane’s. “That means I win.”
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Date: 2007-05-09 06:15 pm (UTC)