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I don't think I could bed anyone save Molly.

Molly?

She was my wife.

Ah.

Was never means it ended well.

She left me. And married someone else.

And now she's asleep, like everyone else.

Oh. Mm.

Since Louis left me I've felt I should screw everything that moves. Sometimes I wish I could.

Would it fix things?

Edited 2018-02-25 20:17 (UTC)

Well it might make me feel better.

Edited 2018-02-25 20:47 (UTC)

I don't know if I could be any good at helping you through any of this.

I'm not suggesting you sleep with me, Fitz, no matter how fond my memories of our time at that little beachside pool.

I never suspected you were.

Then you already help.