25 Unicorn Street, Monday Late Afternoon
Mar. 31st, 2008 05:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
on_her_korhalThe previous night had brought a totally staggering hangover in its wake. Really, she enjoyed the opportunity to lie around the house and do nothing for a day. Excuses were always nice.
Just not so much when they were killing your brain and there was a kitten sitting on her neck for a good portion of the day.
One part, she could live with. The headaches? Old hat.
The kitten?
She was going to kill Mustang, next time she saw him. Or at least seriously maim.
...
Thwap over the head, anyway.
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Just not so much when they were killing your brain and there was a kitten sitting on her neck for a good portion of the day.
One part, she could live with. The headaches? Old hat.
The kitten?
She was going to kill Mustang, next time she saw him. Or at least seriously maim.
...
Thwap over the head, anyway.
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