Jan 16, 2008 20:46
Sweeney, with Ali beside him and a puppy in his arms, walks into one of the busier parts of the Nexus. The puppy is a little ball of golden fuzz: a Golden Retriever, to be precise. He addresses his question to anyone who might be walking by. "What should I name this troublemaker?"
((Sweeney-mun is getting sleepy. Oh noes! Tags'll be replied to, have no fear! But for now we must depart.))