Dear Harry, Viggo and Miranda (and possibly Billy),
I've got a spoiled, toppy boy here, one who thinks he is not spoiled enough, and another who is busily curled up in a ball of woe, angst and germs. They want you lot to know you're missed (and BOY are they whiny). ^_~
Anyway, all of us have been up for far too long (but not just waiting around, so no need for a full blast of guilt), so against the protests of the gentlemen, I'm calling it a night and taking us all off to bed.
Make sure
savageseraph drives you all home safely, ok?
Much love,
~G ♥