[ he refills both of their teacups to the brim and almost, almost spills over because they are now playing footsie.
fyodor's laugh is quiet, barely a breath lost under the sounds of their feet doing something as if they were teenagers in detention instead of two grown-ass men who regularly engage in crime for different reasons. ]
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fyodor's laugh is quiet, barely a breath lost under the sounds of their feet doing something as if they were teenagers in detention instead of two grown-ass men who regularly engage in crime for different reasons. ]