By the time evening rolled around, Sookie figured she either was safe from Kennedy's wrath, or she could ply her with marshmallows ( Read more... )

Unlike some people, Kennedy wasn't feeling particularly burdened today; actually, the single oversized external-frame backpack that had just materialized on her morning run, while heavy, had made for a satisfyingly challenging workout. The part where getting rid of it wasn't happening... eh, that was mildly inconvenient, but she could deal. She'd ( Read more... )

I'm taking that largish-room on the southwest corner of the second floor. Any complaints can confer with my fist. #229, for those of you who can't read.

Sound good, make_it_ashes?