[for Ronon] Valentine's Day
It was nuts. And frankly, Jennifer hated it. She had always thought Valentine's Day was a stupid, over-commercialized holiday (and not just because she'd never had a boyfriend to send her stuff). One of the many good things about Atlantis was that no one had seemed to go for all that romantic gushy stuff--no time for it when you're fighting Wraith. But here, apparently, Valentine's Day was a Big Deal.
There was even stuff in her hut. Ribbons, and sparkly paper hearts, and pink plastic flowers everywhere. Socks had yanked down a piece of satin ribbon with little sparkly hearts on it and was pushing/chasing it across the floor, pouncing on it and hissing, running away, then running back to pounce on it again. "Glad you're having fun," she grumbled, as she shooed the kitten out and followed her. Just because all this stuff had shown up in her hut didn't mean that she had to sit here and look at it all day.
There was even stuff in her hut. Ribbons, and sparkly paper hearts, and pink plastic flowers everywhere. Socks had yanked down a piece of satin ribbon with little sparkly hearts on it and was pushing/chasing it across the floor, pouncing on it and hissing, running away, then running back to pounce on it again. "Glad you're having fun," she grumbled, as she shooed the kitten out and followed her. Just because all this stuff had shown up in her hut didn't mean that she had to sit here and look at it all day.