Tseng, of course, had a touch of unfinished business to settle. Unfinished business that had been temporarily tabled by a very small version of the woman that he'd taken out to dinner quite recently, and yes, he was still working on getting his head around that, but at least now he was finally on track.
On track, and rapping his knuckles against the door of Reno's apartment.
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Date: 2010-10-02 02:36 am (UTC)On track, and rapping his knuckles against the door of Reno's apartment.
Work to do. There was always work to do.