mm_j (mm_j) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2010-11-09 15:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | anastasia, trevor |
Anastasia and Trevor; Apartment 363; Tuesday evening.
Christ, her head hurt.
The tylenol wasn't where it was supposed to be either. And when did she ever let the apartment get this messy? She frowned slightly, feeling like she was forgetting something but not knowing where to start. The more she thought about it, the more her head hurt.
Better to just concentrate on something else, like fixing Trevor's dinner. He'd be home soon, after all. It was a thought that perked her up a little. She'd missed her husband.