018 ♬ action; it's gonna be my fault and no one else | locked to freddles
[There's a fire burning in a little pit thanks to his own personal genius gal, and Lorne's got a drink in hand thanks to his neverending mini bar. What should be a quiet little evening on the roof is in fact one that's tinged with some worry and a little moping on his part. If his horns could, they'd be drooping.]
Every time I try to do something spectacular, my place gets burned down. Or, well, the City somehow turns into my show. Either way, I just can't catch a break!
[He glances over at Fred and sighs a little.] Well, at least you and I are both with the lack of cursing this time, hey?
Every time I try to do something spectacular, my place gets burned down. Or, well, the City somehow turns into my show. Either way, I just can't catch a break!
[He glances over at Fred and sighs a little.] Well, at least you and I are both with the lack of cursing this time, hey?