NANCY BOTWIN'S MAILBOX

For the MemeYour pup may very well know Nancy if A) they've seen her cooking breakfast on Tuesday mornings; B) they like fancy coffee; or C) they like good weed ( Read more... )

It was early, and not Nancy's day to cook breakfast, but she'd had trouble sleeping and after an hour or so of tossing and turning, she'd given up right around sunrise. Deciding that she may as well be productive while the Compound would be quieter than usual, she headed there and put in a load of laundry in the basement before padding back up to ( Read more... )

Nancy might have been a wee bit tipsy when she made her way back towards her hut from the ball. She'd stayed a bit longer than Beverly, so she suspected that the other woman was probably already sound asleep by now. As it was, it was dark and she was beginning to wish that she wasn't tipsy because it was already hard enough to find her way.

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This, Nancy reminded herself, was not a date.

The whole time she was cooking (fresh fish and oysters, courtesy of Jack), she was thinking that, and when she found the cutest little summery black dress in the clothes box and might have put on a smidge of lipstick and rouge, she was still thinking that ( Read more... )