"Seeing as how I haven't been anywhere outside of Kansas or LA, then I'd say no..." I tell him, arching a brow and thinking about all the times I thought about going to New York since he left. Not even to follow him. Not really. Just to get the fuck out. New York always seemed like the place to go. I could do New Orleans but I never did go for all that Anne Rice bullshit.
"Hear its one of those places you're supposed to go before you die. Guess I missed out on that one... Don't see too many suits in a place like this," I say, reaching out and brushing my finger over a spot of blood on his collar.
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Date: 2007-11-09 02:10 am (UTC)"Hear its one of those places you're supposed to go before you die. Guess I missed out on that one... Don't see too many suits in a place like this," I say, reaching out and brushing my finger over a spot of blood on his collar.