Tomorrow, in a place so far away that tomorrow is today,
ashfae is getting married. I wish I could be there to celebrate with her, but since I can't, I offer her the less material part of her wedding gift. May you and
randomchris have many incredible years together
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Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayy!!!!!!
Not least because I too think licorice smells like feet. ;)
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Cute fic :) yay for Wash&Zoe!
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"There should be more troubled marriages," she said. "Trouble is like rough weather: it breaks and passes. People think it's always winter, but they're too accustomed to climate controls."
Fabulous quiet little story. Thank you very much for it.
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