On the 12th Floor
[Some time ago, before a long stretch of mun-absence, this happened. Pretend it wasn't a year ago.]
Today, in the salon in her room on the 12th floor, Hedwig is fiddling with the music selections, considering just putting it on shuffle, but preferring a little more control than that.
Maybe your pup has seen flyers for the salon, and is curious or feeling a little drab. Maybe they're just passing by, and the open door and music lure them in. Whatever the case, just come on in, honey--you look like you could use a little spice.
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Today, in the salon in her room on the 12th floor, Hedwig is fiddling with the music selections, considering just putting it on shuffle, but preferring a little more control than that.
Maybe your pup has seen flyers for the salon, and is curious or feeling a little drab. Maybe they're just passing by, and the open door and music lure them in. Whatever the case, just come on in, honey--you look like you could use a little spice.
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