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Soren Elias Chappu Skwigelf ([info]twiceloved) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-03-27 23:34:00

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Entry tags:henriette stillman, soren skwigelf

Who: Soren Skwigelf and Henriette Stillman.
What: Snuggling at home.
When: Sunday night.
Where: Their house.
Warnings: Probably, sure.



Soren hummed as he came into the house. He'd gone out shopping for some things to cheer Henn up, simply because he could. He'd returned with toesocks, music, some fuzzy articles of clothing, and some animated movies. He whistled as he picked up Dog and started to unpack his loot. "Hennhenn! C'mere!"


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[info]twiceloved
2011-03-30 02:54 am UTC (link)
Soren laughed when he felt Arthur start to paw at the other end, sighing and pulling him up obligingly. "Don't eat her foot lotion, baby, it'll make your mouth go numb."

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