On Wed, Jan 27, 2016 at 1:53 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: There weren't even any cops out, so he managed to make it in a little over an hour at the fastest speed he'd ever taken them. There was a soft snow in Madison, covering the ground in a glittery white. It was a pretty offset to their yellow house. As soon as they were inside he started the fire, tackling Zoe the moment he took off his boots. They didn't even make it to the bedroom.
On Wednesday, January 27, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: Zoe put on her boots and she'd come over in her jammies and coat (that he'd bedazzled) so she wore that as they got into the car. "Well... at least there's no traffic.." she said, the city was a ghost town at this time of night, it wouldn't take two hours to get there. She settled the fish casket on her lap and put a hand on Greed's thigh.
On Wed, Jan 27, 2016 at 1:41 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: Greed zipped up his obnoxious fluffy coat, his jogger pants and some unlaced boots. He let Zoe hold onto his poor little guppy and started to warm the car. It was cold outside without a shirt, and he was still shivering when he started that two hour drive. He didn't even leave Glutt a note. He'd be back later.
On Wednesday, January 27, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She still sat on the floor, looking from the fishtank to Gluttony and then had an idea, "Wait!" she whispered in a hiss and disappeared in his bedroom for a few moment, when she came out, she had a prada shoebox in her hands. She took the fish net and scooped Evie out of the tank and gently put her in the shoebox. There was no better place to bury the little fish than at their home.
On Wed, Jan 27, 2016 at 12:46 PM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He grinned like the big dork he was, jumping up to grab a coat and some shoes. He didn't even grab a shirt he was so ready to bolt.
On Wednesday, January 27, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked surprised and then gave him a sympathetic look, his skin was practically vibrating with need and she rubbed her lips together and said, "Okay. Let's do it." in a hushed voice. It was so crazy and they would be tired as fuck but she had a feeling he wasn't joking when he said he wouldn't last and if he got dark...
On Wed, Jan 27, 2016 at 11:17 AM, Lauren Christensen <prettykozi@gmail.com> wrote: He thought he might have almost had her. Then Glutt ruined everything. "5 am? I can do that." He'd take a half day. Tell work he was still sick. Yeah. "I won't make it to two weeks..." And he couldn't because Glutt had brought out that ravenous hunger.
On Wednesday, January 27, 2016, Lucky L. <neverluckymore@gmail.com> wrote: She looked very into this wolf mode of his and her lips met his, she was easily going to give in until that snore that sounded almost like a fart ripped through the air and killed the mood for her. She sighed against his lips, "If we drove to Madison now.. we'd get there at 5am, and then can nap and be together and drive back at lunch..?" she knew it wasn't really possible but she wanted to be with him and his brother was such a mood killer.