Mary Margaret finished off her glass, with a flicker of eye lashes, but less of a cringe again, and set it further into the table. She didn't need anymore. She was already maudlin about the night, and would probably continue to be.
I'm choosing you.
"I should do that, then," she said, reaching up to run the finger of one hand through part of her hair, against her scalp. She tried to smile a little firmer, for her, lightly teasing. "Stop keeping up the half of our police force that chooses to work mornings."
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Date: 2012-04-21 03:04 am (UTC)I'm choosing you.
"I should do that, then," she said, reaching up to run the finger of one hand through part of her hair, against her scalp. She tried to smile a little firmer, for her, lightly teasing. "Stop keeping up the half of our police force that chooses to work mornings."