"What do you want Fry?" He's pulled his shirt back on, is standing near the closet that holds his sparse wardrobe. Turning, he watches her through silvered eyes. "What do you really want?"
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"What do you want Fry?" He's pulled his shirt back on, is standing near the closet that holds his sparse wardrobe. Turning, he watches her through silvered eyes. "What do you really want?"