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Well, it finally happened.
Nymphadora's reached the point of feeling like a whale.
She's at the usual table with an enormous glass of soda water (with a straw) and a bowl of fresh mango slices. Listlessly she pages through the magazine in front of her (Witch Weekly) and occasionally arms the slight sheen of sweat from her brow.
Friggin summer.
OOC, 12:50 central: Bedtime for Meggo! All threads slowtimed -- will tag inna morning. *smooches you all*
Nymphadora's reached the point of feeling like a whale.
She's at the usual table with an enormous glass of soda water (with a straw) and a bowl of fresh mango slices. Listlessly she pages through the magazine in front of her (Witch Weekly) and occasionally arms the slight sheen of sweat from her brow.
Friggin summer.
OOC, 12:50 central: Bedtime for Meggo! All threads slowtimed -- will tag inna morning. *smooches you all*