Um. Well.
This didn't really go anywhere -- Boromir had an errand to run, and he wasn't back by dawn, and, well, I needed to go catch some sleep. Perhaps another time. *sigh* Eh, well, at least we're on speaking terms again. Though I think I should avoid cold water for a while. He's saner when I'm male.
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Typing sentences like that still makes my brain hurt, I want you to know.
*twiddles thumbs* Is anyone left in Minas Tirith? Boredboredboredbored.
PS: Mun got the Eomer figure. Denethormun won't stop making disgusting jokes about how poseable it is. Must do away with him ASAP.