Where have you been? I asked weakly. A few minutes ago I would have rather died than questioned him. Let him know I care. But I'm too sick to be strong, kick ass Rayne at the moment.Vegas he says.I raise an eyebrows. Uh, okay. Win anything? I can't believe he was off gambling as I lay dying. I mean, I know poker is hot and all, but couldn't he have waited a couple of days for that straight flush?I got what I went for, if that's what you mean.What, a lap dance?He chuckes. Even sick, you're still funny, Rayne.
~ Mari Mancusi
