Mild success with a dash of cilantro.

[dracolicious]

Accompanying Shane and Charles for an afternoon of picking out a painfully eclectic mishmash of home furnishings is further testament to my bountiful supply of patience. My tongue may be permanently scarred from nearly biting it in half during the course of the outing, but I feel it was worth it to reassure myself that I have better taste than

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[shearly]

I fucking well knew it.

[shearly]

I don't want or need your help protecting my daughter.

[boywholives]

The hell you do! You've got nothing! Your entire life went up in flames! We've done nothing but bend over backwards trying to help you in every way!

[shearly]

And this is exactly why I didn't want to take anything.

[boywholives]

Shane-

[shearly]

THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER.

[dragonfondler]

We'll talk about this tomorrow, I reckon. Best to sleep on it and wake with a cooler head.

[shearly]

Your mum will let us stay, won't she?

[dragonfondler]

'Course she would, in a heartbeat.

[shearly]

Come on. Upstairs.

[boywholives]

Charlie-

[dragonfondler]

See you tomorrow, Harry.

[boywholives]

See you...