There's snow outside. Hot tea to wake me up. Purring cats on my divan with me. A hot bath in my immediate future, before work, to keep
nazgulwears' cold from even considering to settle on me next.
And a
thread of others discussing my pup to read. Again. Urquhart is a bit of a plot centrifuge, really. He touches somebody, and they start reacting and talking
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