This weeks words: barge, elegant, wing
I had no idea what he was talking about, so I tried winging it. indignantly.
“Jasper, what the fuck are you talking about? Why barge in here and tell me seven shades of shit?”
“You really don’t remember, Ellie?” he asked, gently. He reached for my hand, grasped it.
That threw me, I wasn’t used to Jasper being kind and considerate. He usually dished out a more a boisterous sort of tough team love.
“I’m going to call Jessica,”
Stands to reason, his elegant ex-girlfriend and staff nurse.
“Hopefully she can help identify whatever you’ve been drugged with.”
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