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“You should have been in Project W,” Albert said, laying in bed next to Karl, who had his stubbly chin on Albert’s bare chest.
“You shoulda saved me from Miranda.”
Albert stroked his fingers through Karl’s salt and pepper hair. “We were both children.”
“We’re old men, now.”
“How shocking we even lived to get here.”
“We didn’t. Somebody broke the rules for us.”
Albert huffed. “Rules are for mortals, Karl.”
“Good point, Mr. Handsome. Maybe we can bend some more rules, and I could look as good as you do.”
“You’re handsome, Karl.” He pulled him into a kiss.
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