[It's true, no one knows pain quite like James Patrick March. Sally will find herself coming across an almost laughably "normal" scene compared to what she has witnessed in the past. March is at his desk, combing over files, cigarette dying slowly in the ash tray at his side. Sally's voice has him pushing his current file aside and looking over his shoulder for her like this intrusion is the least surprising thing that could ever happen.]
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Date: 2016-06-21 11:48 pm (UTC)Who's there?
[Such a kidder.]