33 Apocalypse Ave, Thursday Morning September 25

Sep 25, 2008 00:52

The usual lickfest woke Murdock up. Houston was fast replacing the need for an alarm clock.

Not that Murdock normally used one anyway.

"Mornin'," he mumbled at the dog and gently pushed him away so he could wander to the bathroom.

"OH MY GOD!"

It would take some time for Murdock to adjust to his new ... form.

(establishy!)

i'm what?????, house apocalyptic, fandom is screwing with me, gender issues

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