( it'd be so easy to keep talking about how good her sex was but her heart's not in it (shocking) and clara says enough that pulls her from the topic )
It... felt nice. I don't remember all of it, my head's... fucked.
( fuzzy from the drinking, uncertain from the nightmares and slipping of those fake memories )
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It... felt nice. I don't remember all of it, my head's... fucked.
( fuzzy from the drinking, uncertain from the nightmares and slipping of those fake memories )
But... I wouldn't mind that. With the real you.