Still wearing a carefully shitheaded smile, Liam stares up at him. Beneath his ribs, his heart thunders, a steam engine pushed to its limit. "Well, you know me," he says with a lazy shrug, fingers still tracing the lines of his won trophy. "Like to hedge my bets."
Klaxons fire in his head. He has crossed a line and there's no turning back.
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Marty + Liam
Date: 2020-02-02 05:39 am (UTC)Klaxons fire in his head. He has crossed a line and there's no turning back.
Oh. Oh no. That was a huge mistake.