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Henriette Stillman ([info]not_that_henri) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2009-10-19 14:54:00

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Entry tags:brendann brennan, henriette stillman

Who: Henn & Brend
Where: Casa de los Wolfpack
When: Saturday when Cass & Soren were on their date
Warnings: Some cute, probably, maybe wholly blase discussions of humping

Henn had crashed out for an hour-long nap after she'd had copious amounts of growlysex with Cass. It had been a long week and she had finally been tired. Of course, once she'd slept she was fine again, if a little happy-overworked sore, she shuffled down the stairs in her PJs, actual PJs this time, since she didn't want to cause anybody any injuries, especially accidental ones.

She stretched as she meandered into the kitchen, Kitten draped over the back of her neck, chirping a contented sing-song.



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[info]not_that_henri
2009-10-20 12:25 am UTC (link)
"Things have been busy." She nodded, sipping at her juice, pinky up and everything, leaning back against the counter, "And I think we're usually on kind of opposing shifts, which works, but doesn't work, y'know?"

A shrug then, "I'm doing good, just slept for like..." She checked the clock on the microwave, "Hell, almost two hours. That's got to be a new record."

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