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mmom Day 29. Unbeta'd. Post-ep drabble for 7x23. Summary from Desperado (Eagles).
Summary: Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
There was no way back now, not when it would have meant doing time. He had given back to Cuddy some of the pain she'd given him, and had quieted his own angrily reproaching conscience with Vicodin and rum.
The ocean breeze swept into the hotel room, smelling like liberty. He was completely free now: from her, from his job, from his friends. Friend. Wilson staring at him, the pain in his face so much more than what a sprained wrist could cause. Wilson.
He sighed as he slipped off his shorts and boxers, then lubed the dildo. Fuck freedom.
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mmom Day 29. Unbeta'd. Post-ep drabble for 7x23. Summary from Desperado (Eagles).Summary: Your prison is walking through this world all alone.
There was no way back now, not when it would have meant doing time. He had given back to Cuddy some of the pain she'd given him, and had quieted his own angrily reproaching conscience with Vicodin and rum.
The ocean breeze swept into the hotel room, smelling like liberty. He was completely free now: from her, from his job, from his friends. Friend. Wilson staring at him, the pain in his face so much more than what a sprained wrist could cause. Wilson.
He sighed as he slipped off his shorts and boxers, then lubed the dildo. Fuck freedom.