Charlie rattles off his address, opens the back door of the police cruiser, and gently hauls Bella into it. Her wings spill off the bench onto the floor. He tucks in her feet, looks briefly at the seatbelts, and determines that it's not worth trying. He shuts the door and gets in the driver's seat. Lights on, siren off.
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2014-05-05 11:27 pm (UTC)He drives home.