Soujin (
psalm_onethirtyone) wrote2005-08-22 10:26 am
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"She Thought Me Handsome, My Opera Dancer..."
Received Florian's letter this morning. Zara is sitting in my head reeling off a string of obscenities, but actually I don't know what she's upset about (exactly, I mean).
Patrice, on the other hand, is ready to strangle himself. He knows exactly what he's upset about. Combeferre or Musichetta are necessary to prevent imminent death. >_> Why do my socken do such dreadful things? I would beg to know; but, hey, I'm the one who said I liked figment angst.
To work!
Also, guh, Kali. I need you. ;_; Come home.
Patrice, on the other hand, is ready to strangle himself. He knows exactly what he's upset about. Combeferre or Musichetta are necessary to prevent imminent death. >_> Why do my socken do such dreadful things? I would beg to know; but, hey, I'm the one who said I liked figment angst.
To work!
Also, guh, Kali. I need you. ;_; Come home.
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...throwing myself at Horatio, perhaps?
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XD Doubtless.
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Well, you know. He's practically available now.
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*cringes* Oh, good-- You know, he's making himself feel better by reading Brothers Karamazov? The philosophy cheers him.
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*guilt* (On the plus side, Hamlet's stopped taling, 'cause hah! Demonic possession.) Poor dear. 'Tis good he has something in which to take comfort, I suppose.
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*hugs* (XD!) *shakes her head and pokes him*
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*hugs Soujin and then Horatio*
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*following which you get hugs back from both of us! ^____^*
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*oh, yay! cuddles both*
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^_____^ psst. Call me in five minutes?
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