So, um...

I think...

I think Bruce is a girl.

A-at any rate, Christmas is coming up pretty fast. And, like, I know it's not really a big deal for a lot of people--some of you might not even celibrate--but I think we should do something. All of us. It will... It'll help with morale! Especially after the dreams. And it will help us get to know ( Read more... )

John? You wanna go down to the market thing, maybe? We could drag Gabriel? It feels like it's been forever since I got to shop or anything. And you know angels probably don't get the opportunity to window shop. Or... cart shop. Or. You know. Whatever.

Christmas is just around the corner, anyway. Which isn't entirely fair, what with the lack of ( Read more... )

[Purring, near insistant purring.]

I thought you were supposed to be Owen's cat, huh? Why don't you go jump up in his lap while he's writing.

[An inquisitive, pleading sort of meow from the cat. Willow laughs. The purring resumes.]You dork ( Read more... )