[ He can tell when she's from just by the way she speaks. And it's weird, because he misses it. It's like slamming face first into nostalgia, and things changed so fast...well. It's nice to see her, even if she's a while behind him. Tim just runs a hand through his hair quickly, before pushing any remaining discomfort away. He smiles, and it's fond instead of - well, anything else. ]
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20/9/12 05:31 (UTC)Only five hundred?