-- ([personal profile] ex_nohero520) wrote in [community profile] rubycity_ooc 2012-01-15 12:25 am (UTC)

Your shirt, of all things. [Caleb uplifts his hands once he's gotten himself sorted together. One hand is peculiarly gloved while the other isn't.] How ever will you make it now.

[Not a smile crosses his face; his expression remains flat.]

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