Whent ehs ongs finally ended, Pollution didn't want to pull away from Famine. As though he felt he was going to get ripped away if he weren't close, Pollution pressed against Famine and then looked up at him, a very dirty idea, indeed, hitting him. Certian that the thought showed on his face so why try and hide it, Pollution grinned at his dance partner, snkeeing a look at the door. "Wanna get out of here?" he purred, sounding like any person who had ever wanted to get laid.
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Date: 2006-01-03 01:30 am (UTC)