[There's a look on his face which is like. Really trying very hard not to look vaguely embarrassed. Because yes, he was drunk, they weren't on top of things mentally, but he remembers it.]
[Roland. The Library. Getting mad. The touch. The...touch.]
[He's moving to close the door and is walking down the hallway with the expectation she'll catch up and lead the way.]
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[She doesn't remember.]
[She doesn't fucking remember.]
[There's a look on his face which is like. Really trying very hard not to look vaguely embarrassed. Because yes, he was drunk, they weren't on top of things mentally, but he remembers it.]
[Roland. The Library. Getting mad. The touch. The...touch.]
[He's moving to close the door and is walking down the hallway with the expectation she'll catch up and lead the way.]