"I-it's here," Sam stammers out. He almost feels like throwing up his breakfast over the side of the balcony, which wouldn't be at all nice for the people down below. "The DNA results... Rach, I don't think I can... Will you open it?" He offers the envelope to her. "Please."
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Date: 2012-03-09 03:27 am (UTC)