He knew he'd lost. There was nothing for it. She'd never give up. If he wanted to escape, he'd have to just admit it and hopefully get it over with quickly.
Unable to meet her eye and face blazing (whose idea had it been to make him fair anyway?), he murmured, "...prettier."
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Date: 2006-08-28 05:38 pm (UTC)Unable to meet her eye and face blazing (whose idea had it been to make him fair anyway?), he murmured, "...prettier."