"You make me sound like some kind of stray," he scoffed. Then, he suddenly grinned. It wasn't a very nice grin. "Oh, I can't wait to hear what your brother will think of this." It didn't much matter that he had only met Greyson once, he'd already decided that eh didn't like the man. Whenever they would have the misfortune to meet, Ford would do his very best to rub his face in the dirt. Just because he could.
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Date: 2012-09-09 10:58 pm (UTC)