Anya Lehnsherr | Earth 97400 (
fridgetothefire) wrote2013-04-07 07:36 pm
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011 ☣ sleepover!
Private text to Ben, later at night after this post:
hy can i crash at your plcae tonite
i dont wanna go back to mine
[Private to Alex, the next morning]
i have a gigantic hangover
bring me breakfast u owe me
hy can i crash at your plcae tonite
i dont wanna go back to mine
[Private to Alex, the next morning]
i have a gigantic hangover
bring me breakfast u owe me
[ Spam ]
She hasn't, he can see when he cranes his neck to look, so he sets the pack of bottled water he took from her room as well down on the floor next to the bed, and extends the folded cape.]
No one saw me.
[ Spam ]
You're a hero.
[ Spam ]
[He doesn't know anymore; not a soldier, not not a soldier, not...
She's tired. She's safe. The rest can wait.]
If you need anything else, I will be in my warden's cabin. I will have my communicator at all times.
[ Spam ]
I'll remember. Thank you.