[Aiden's fingers tighten around his bottle, because yeah, he'd had the same hope. he'd hoped that anything they'd done had amounted to something. he'd hoped they'd be able to count that one as a win, in entirety, even if the rest of it went spectacularly sideways. so much for that idea]
[blowing out a breath, he forces himself to relax, and mutters:] Damn it.
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[blowing out a breath, he forces himself to relax, and mutters:] Damn it.