#thread: cormac

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“Now just-” He put up a hand, preemptively. “Just listen, we’re going out, actually out tonight. to a club, to a bowling alley, to a, a fucking candle lit dinner, I don’t care. But we. Are going. Out.” Cormac frowned; it looked like it belonged on a two year old. “My stomach is complaining from all the Chinese takeaway.”