 ♫ ♥ Where are my garters?! / hyphens-are-cool / THE NORTH GATE ♥ ♫
Helena was left in muffled laughter as Chris headed up the stairs. Shaking her head, she was lucky enough not to see him stop at the kitchen door momentarily. She looked back up at him as he resumed his seat, guitar in hand, and said, It is Pick On Chris Day, actually. Look, she insisted, holding out an address book for him with the day's date on it with the words 'POS Day' written in clearly under it a neat, tiny scrawl.
__________________ Welcome to the jungle.__________________________________Everything's going to change.
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