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waltzmatildahTitle: Maybe it's best you leave me alone...
Characters/Pairing: Alex and Mark (implied Alex/Lexie)
Prompt: # 10 - Empty, from the angst table at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There's a clenched fist aimed squarely for his jaw. Usually he'd be all for a fight.
Usually...
“She called it recycling.” He sighs on the last syllable, tired, empty.
“What?” The fist stalls.
A momentary reprieve.
“Sex with me. She called it recycling, said it was good for the environment...” He shrugs, feels the threads of his jacket catch on the rough concrete at his back.
“Huh...”
He shrugs again, slowly, unwilling to offer further explanation.
“Now le'me the hell alone, jackass...”
But his eyes slam shut as the knuckles connect and he thinks he probably wanted this all along...
Characters/Pairing: Alex and Mark (implied Alex/Lexie)
Prompt: # 10 - Empty, from the angst table at
drabble123 Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
There's a clenched fist aimed squarely for his jaw. Usually he'd be all for a fight.
Usually...
“She called it recycling.” He sighs on the last syllable, tired, empty.
“What?” The fist stalls.
A momentary reprieve.
“Sex with me. She called it recycling, said it was good for the environment...” He shrugs, feels the threads of his jacket catch on the rough concrete at his back.
“Huh...”
He shrugs again, slowly, unwilling to offer further explanation.
“Now le'me the hell alone, jackass...”
But his eyes slam shut as the knuckles connect and he thinks he probably wanted this all along...
