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☄ seventh meteor
Dec. 13th, 2009 12:01 am[ There's really no reason to be wandering across the square this late at night. But it's better than going home to where it's too quiet, even with Mao and the television snapped on. And the walls are far too much like those walls—
She heads toward a shop display filled with glass bobbles painted red, green, and blue for the holidays. ]
... I wonder if Mao would want a tree.
[ooc: Backdated to an hour ago aaaand Cursed. Cheek kisses and hugs only? ;;
slow tags will be slow. ;; /hiatuss-ing... still.]
She heads toward a shop display filled with glass bobbles painted red, green, and blue for the holidays. ]
... I wonder if Mao would want a tree.
[ooc: Backdated to an hour ago aaaand Cursed. Cheek kisses and hugs only? ;;
slow tags will be slow. ;; /hiatuss-ing... still.]
