Aug 25, 2009 18:54
Watson breathes in deeply, and relishes in the weather of the Old City. It was one hell of a trip.
It was more pleasure then business, but no matter the cause the English smog had still managed to cloud his mind, and barely restrain the want to open the heavens and beg for some sunshine.
It's his bloody birthday today, and he can't wait.
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When he sees that Ardeth is hiding something, his grin stretches. He loves his birthdays.
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Sorry about the packaging I didn't think you appreciate pink stars so...
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"If you wouldn't mind, I could use the hand."
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