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�He always knew,� Michael said, watching Justin over a cup of coffee.
Justin didn�t glance up from the storyboards. �Bullshit.� �He did,� Michael insisted. �Being Brian Kinney he couldn�t admit it, of course.� �Michael--� �He said you were kind of sweet.� Justin paused in his sketching, pencil hovering over the paper. �When?� �That time we saw you in Woody�s with Daphne. I was busy trying to convince Brian to dump his teen stalker forever -- obviously this was before I met Ben -- and he said--� �That I was kind of sweet?� Justin peered up through his bangs and grinned. |
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