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Aug 12, 2012 11:04:38 GMT -5
Post by Marissa O'Neal on Aug 12, 2012 11:04:38 GMT -5
*She had dematerialized into The Pit, just before the shutters went down, for the close of their night. She had showered and gotten into bed next to Butch.
He must have had a successful patrol, he slept with a pleasant and content look upon his face. She traced the lines of his forehead, down his slightly crooked nose that seemed to be too perfect for his face. Taking her finger around his lips she smiled as they twitched under her touch. He latched onto her arm and pulled her over as he lay on his side, wrapping her arms around him, all in the daze of sleep.
Life was content and happy. Things were going smoothly. She thought to herself, nothing could be better than being home with her hellren, and being happy. Nothing could change this.*
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