Billy was quiet. He rested his forehead against Goodnight's jaw, let himself be all tangled up like this. They were the same height, but he rather liked being made to feel slighter than Goodnight, he found.
"Hadn't shot me yet," he deadpanned. "Figured I could run the risk."
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Date: 2016-11-28 03:15 am (UTC)"Hadn't shot me yet," he deadpanned. "Figured I could run the risk."