[ Sam rubs over the mark, frowning when it won't come off. Not paint, then - at least not of the regular kind. And he worked up a sweat in the gym, yet the mark doesn't even blur, much less smear.
His point still stands: 'what the hell' indeed. ]
How long have you had yours? 'cause I'm pretty sure I didn't have this yesterday...
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His point still stands: 'what the hell' indeed. ]
How long have you had yours? 'cause I'm pretty sure I didn't have this yesterday...