Apr 30, 2006 22:09
Raven is, at the moment, very comfortably settled on the couch by the fire.
There is a plate of cookies on the seat beside him, and one hand holds a glass of milk.
The glass of milk seems to be very determined to turn itself into a glass of blue mango juice.
This might be the fault of the little girl occupying his other arm.
Someone is babysitting tonight, it would seem.
Though whether Raven is babysitting Derry, or whether the Derry is babysitting him--well.
Most likely neither is entirely correct.
melpomene,
nita callahan,
raven,
johnny destiny