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[Apr. 1st, 2010|04:30 pm] |
*spends another afternoon in much the same way he's spent the past few afternoons, meaning that he's basking in the sun in a deck chair on the balcony of his Harad hotel room, reading a paperback mystery and wearing nothing but sunglasses, a lot of sun lotion, and about half of a dozing Glorfindel*
*stretches, running his free hand down Glorfindel's side, his tone full of amusement* I know I've already told you you've got a hot ass, but if you don't flip over soon, it's going to burn. |
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relaxed