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soldtoarmenians ([personal profile] soldtoarmenians) wrote2006-02-22 10:43 am

Room 406, before Shop

Xander stared at The Drawer, then at the duct tape and handful of pencils on his desk. Then at The Drawer. Then at the laptop screen full of A Midsummer Night's Dream. Then at The Drawer.

It was wrong, and sacrelicious. And yet.

He pulled open The Drawer , shielded his eyes from the Holy Golden Glow and set to work.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel rolled over and winced as the golden glow hit her in the face and opened one eye, sleepily. "Morning," she mumbled, still half asleep.