Lake Catherine, Miller's Inn - early Saturday morning

[mparkerceo]

Parker really, really shouldn't have been doing this. She knew that. But she just couldn't resist.

Ben was sweeping a few last errant leaves off the porch, his back to her as he employed his broom to good effect.

Pressing the red stone on the amulet, Parker began to sneak up on him.

Comments

[connernotconnor]

[[. . . awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! *wibble*]]

[mparkerceo]

[ooc: aww, thanks. *gives chockie for wibblies*]

[soldtoarmenians]

[*sniffles*]

[mparkerceo]

[*sniffles back, missing Xander just from the icon]