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Dom/Billy: Snapshots

Dom is asleep in the backseat of the car.  Sort of.  He’s hanging in that weird in between state.  His cheek is pressed against the leather of the seat, and when he does finally sit up and wipe the crust away from the corner of his mouth, there will be a thin line running the length of his face, like an inverted scar.  Dom will run his finger over it and peer at it in the mirror, and Viggo will take a picture of it, but for now Dom is content to leave his eyes closed, listening to the buzz of the tires on the pavement.