Francine Peters (
thatsamilkshake) wrote2009-09-05 05:46 pm
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Ye Olde Secluded Corner of the Beach: Saturday Evening
Celebrating the first week of classes by hitting the beach before it got cold totally required an entire picnic basket worth of food, two bottles of sunscreen, a blanket, towels, several sorts of castle-building tools and a small bag from Turtle and Canary containing as-yet-unrevealed ...stuff.
It did.
Francine was an expert in packing for the beach. She should know.
[OOC: For the Eaaaaars! ...Not you, Jak.]
It did.
Francine was an expert in packing for the beach. She should know.
[OOC: For the Eaaaaars! ...Not you, Jak.]
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Or the gremlin sneaking up on their blanket from rolling its eyes, making tiny gagging noises, and scampering off in search of prey that wouldn't put it into an insulin coma.
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It was Francine's turn anyway.
"Even if I think it's true?" Merlin asked, leaning over for another kiss.
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It's Francine's turn to be a gay man now? Oh, THAT won't half complicate things.What does it mean if maybe I don't think it's true? she thought, kissing him back with no less vigor, just... a little more thinkily.
"Biased," Francine said again.
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