Apr 06, 2008 22:16
Licking her lips, Haylie smiled to herself uncontrollably as she patrolled the Institute, making sure the students were heading to bed and not out past curfew. It had only been a few hours earlier that she'd had her garden rendezvous with Gambit and she couldn't stop grinning like an idiot since. She'd showered, changed into clean clothes - jeans and a plain black t-shirt - and had her hands in her pockets, humming to herself as she walked along.
[verse] gambit,
[with] wolverine,
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