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Faith dropped into Andrew's guest chair and stretched, loudly cracking her vertebrae. "Any sign of the big girl?"

After checking an SMS, Andrew tossed his mobile on the desk in frustration. "Nothing yet. You think we'd be used to him vanishing the moment the new girls arrive."

"I guess he'll eventually drag himself back with a monster hangover sooner or later." Faith yawned. "Want to make a bet on whether he hits the alcohol or the sugar this time?"

Andrew flipped a coin, glancing at the result. "I call sugar. Pub?"

"Sure. We can check the gutters on our way."


open_on_sundaychallenge #278: missing
open_on_sundaychallenge #279: slow
open_on_sundaychallenge #280: quick
Part of the London!verse
Tags: andrew wells, faith lehane, fan fiction, fiction, london
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