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writetomyheart2015-03-16 08:06 pm
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[team one] awakening (part 3)
I'm so sorry this is so late (and so short). This weekend was such fail for me.
A continuation of this, this and this.
"Yet?" Taekwoon echoed, mind still fuzzy. "There are time limits on these things?"
"Well, no," the other said, scratching his head. "Not that I know of. I'll have to ask Wonshik. But you took a pretty hard fall." It seemed to suddenly occur to him that his guest was injured, and he bounded towards Taekwoon so quickly it made his head spin. "How are you feeling? Any concussions? Do you know who you are?"
Taekwoon blinked once, slowly. The man had a pleasant voice and a slightly anxious look in his eyes, but he could still be a serial killer or some sort of con-man. And his mother had always taught him to err on the side of caution.
Tag, you're it,
ceeri!
A continuation of this, this and this.
"Yet?" Taekwoon echoed, mind still fuzzy. "There are time limits on these things?"
"Well, no," the other said, scratching his head. "Not that I know of. I'll have to ask Wonshik. But you took a pretty hard fall." It seemed to suddenly occur to him that his guest was injured, and he bounded towards Taekwoon so quickly it made his head spin. "How are you feeling? Any concussions? Do you know who you are?"
Taekwoon blinked once, slowly. The man had a pleasant voice and a slightly anxious look in his eyes, but he could still be a serial killer or some sort of con-man. And his mother had always taught him to err on the side of caution.
Tag, you're it,

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