Feb 16, 2007 15:43
Jim sat on their bed, very carefully putting on his socks. He had already managed pants and dress shirt, and was only worried that he hadn't gotten into town to buy Lana flowers yet. He was still a little feverish, granted, but he figured he could handle it.
[[It was always 322, shh.]]
mmmsnuggles,
lana,
my god i'm sick
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