Date: 2012-03-31 06:01 am (UTC)
angelo_wings: ([art] your hands on my skin)
From: [personal profile] angelo_wings
Okay, good. Because everyone left, and he wasn't allowed to leave. Her mom left and her dad ignored her and he wasn't. Garden was going to try to make him and -- she had no idea why she was suddenly so emotional.

The paperwork really had made her a little stir-crazy.

"Never," she said. She wrapped her arms around his neck and was tugging upwards on his shirt. "Good. You can get a job. We'll need money. I want to get a library degree. And then we can ... we can restore the library ... I mean we can set up a system and ..."

Okay it was really hard to think when she was stumbling onto the bed. More so when she was pulling him overtop of her.
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