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[Jun. 18th, 2012|04:09 pm] |
It's much too quiet around here.
Gred, old boy, we really should do something about that. Don't you think?
Leandra
Hey beautiful, you had any luck talking your brother out of the dumps yet? |
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[Jun. 18th, 2012|04:15 pm] |
Ow ow ow ow ow ow. Aveline, sweetheart, next time we spar, go easy on me, hm? I think you nearly had my arm off with that last hit.
After such a painful and humiliating afternoon (she beats me two times out of three; what's a poor ex-Warden to do?), I definitely need a drink. Auron, you free for a trip to the pub later? Painkillers in handy alcoholic form sound like just what the doctor ordered. Or would order, if I asked a doctor. |
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